Terry Sackrider’s spindly frame listed in his wheelchair on the sidewalk in front of the old Hotel Marshall in downtown Sacramento. For five years, he had called the place home, sharing booze and TV westerns with his pals before collapsing for the night on his sagging mattress, a photo of his grandson smiling down from the shelf above.
Now he had been ordered out. Thirty-four days to find a new place to live.
The timeline weighed upon him.
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