Layla
It was like a small fortune, and I had done nothing to earn it.
“It’s okay Layla. I’m getting too old for this… so I am selling the animals and 700 acres of the farm. All I am keeping is the house, a cow, and a chicken. Enough to have eggs, cheese, milk, and bread. I’m getting a lot of money out of it, so this is nothing.” He pushed the pouch closer to me. I sat back down. I did need the money. I couldn’t do this on my own.I may not deserve it, but I needed it.