Divorced By Mistake: My Ex-wife Becomes a CEO
"I didn't know you could haggle so aggressively. I should bring you along more often when I'm shopping."
"What can I say?" Stevie says smugly, putting on a pair of sunglasses she just bought. "I've got great street smarts."
Back home, Stevie and I eagerly unpack our haul from the flea market. I lay out the treasures we acquired on the kitchen table, admiring each item with excitement. There's a colorful array of beads, chains, and gemstones, along with some intricate charms and findings.
"Wow, look at these gemstones!" I exclaim, holding up a handful of shimmering stones. "They're even more beautiful up close."