Mr. PeabodyA few weeks after the meeting with the lawyers, Vanessa expected to get a payout from Richard II. It would have been logical for him to do so. But like most rich people, who don’t want to part with their money, he decided to take matters into his own hands and act -stupid.Sam had come back from taking care of his things that he usually does on Monday, Wednesday and Fridays. He was home a bit early this time, as she seemed a bit frustrated.“Wassup Samuel? You look irritated,”He exhaled deeply, “I’m good Peabody,” he said walking into the kitchen and taking a drink out of the fridge.“You don’t sound convincing,”“Bruh,” he sounded stressed. “It’s just...,” he wanted to say it but he thought too much about the subject. He shook his head and looked at me.“Wassup,” I leaned against the counter waiting with a listening ear.“Mom’s right dude, I need to find someone,” he finally blurted out.“Interesting,” I responded. Sam had been against his mother trying to find someone f
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