“That’s it,” he muttered under his breath. The amount was already etched into his mind, but seeing it again felt like a fresh blow. Rent was due next week, and the bills were piling up. Still, none of that mattered at this moment. Leo needed formula and diapers. Everything else could wait.
He slipped the phone back into his pocket and resumed walking, his hands clenched into fists inside his jacket. “Make it work,” he repeated to himself, the words becoming a mantra with each step.