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After ten years studying interior design overseas, I came back to my hometown to do work that mattered to the people who raised me. I offered the full package, from site survey to soft furnishings. The materials were chosen by hand. The price was fair to the bone. The town had just gone through a redevelopment. Everyone was getting new units. With the new family policy, every family wanted a third bedroom too. My business was good. Customers from the next county were driving in. Then a girl just back from a city college kicked open my studio with her phone on a livestream and her neighbors at her shoulder. "This is the dishonest one. Look at her. She has been ripping the village off." "

He wouldn't have minded 28,000 dollars before, but he was now broke! "What's wrong? I have cheaper ones too. Would you prefer that?" The repairman brooded. How could anyone who could afford a residence in this area lack 28,000 dollars? Quintin asked, "How much is the cheapest lock?" "1,200 dollars. Of course, I have the regular ones that come with keys. Those are much cheaper, slightly more than 200 dollars." Dollar contemplated it. He looked back at Josephine, who was munching away on the snacks, and said thoughtfully, "I'll take the cheaper one."

“But here? Ready-made Nuggets! Such genius! And don’t even get me started with the canned goods. They are tasty, easy to cook, and Caius told me they’re cheap!” Xanthe massaged her temples harder. She looked at Caius, who seemed like the only normal one here. He didn’t grow up with Isis and Ajax, that much was obvious. “It’s not cheap,” Xanthe said. “Maybe for you. But for commoners like me, it’s actually pricey.” Ajax blinked at her. “Pricey? How much is a can of corned beef?” “Thirthy to eighty pesos. Depends on the size.” Ajax’s jaw dropped so fast he looked like he had seen a ghost. “Holy! That is very

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“ Ok, I’m ready, “ I say to an empty porch. I got dressed in my usual jeans and a flannel. It was my casual and fancy wear. “ Over here, “ he calls. I walk out and look around a bit. All I see are beautiful evergreen trees and a few cherry trees, bushes, and tall green grass. We didn’t bother to cut the grass since we owned such a big plot of land. He appears beside me in my peripheral vision smoking a cigarette. I glare at him again. “ What, it’s not like I’ll die of lung cancer, “ he said pulling the cig out of his mouth. He took a big inhale of it and exhaled it out of his nostrils “There are children here. They don’t need to get a bad idea of doing that, “ Argue. “ Well, it’s not like th

I say goodbye and try to escape that uncomfortable situation. “So what’s the issue with the Audi?” I insist. “The price,” Miranda finally explains, showing the documents she’s been carrying for no reason, documents she could have shown from my office instead of bringing me all the way here. “Alright… this one, for that model,” I point out, indicating among hundreds of numbers arranged in a strangely precise way. “The $286,000 will be paid in cash. He’s very lucky,” Miranda whispers into my ear, pointing at her so-called cousin.

Usually, he would bathe with me, and I was in no way objecting to that. I watched as Jarren cut little square pieces of cheese to put on the different assortment of crackers he’d laid on a tray. The temperature had finally started to drop a little yesterday, but of course, Jarren was wearing a short-sleeved graphic tee shirt. It wasn’t helping my extra boost of sexual hormones that I was watching his biceps flex as he sliced the cheese. Shaking my head, I went back to playing the game on my phone. I needed to get myself under control, or well, at least keep myself under control while we were here.

It was a brown big box with paper with a little writing on it. From: Happy Scholarships To: Todd Thomas ' I hope I'm happy in the end,' I muttered sarcastically and slit the seal. I opened the box and saw a white envelope with the same notes: From: Happy Scholarships To: Todd Thomas I took it and checked the back if there were any notes but found none so I just tore open the envelope and took out the letter. It was short and it looked precise. Dear Applicant Todd Thomas, We appreciate your effort and time to apply for Happy Scholarships but we regret to inform you that you were not selected among the chosen. We ask for your patience and understanding. You can apply next year and can be possi

I asked her . " Geez .. that's quite much for the medium sized room, no more than $50 " she said with no room to argue about the price arrangement. She didn't want more, she wanted less and that's the kind of friend I've had when I lived here. She looked after me and my sisters more than anybody after our parents died . Pushing that thought to the back of my head because that is the last thing I want to think about right now focusing back on what Gina was saying.

𝙰𝚌𝚎 𝙰𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛 7 years old. The brown-haired boy stood there looking at the woman helping her kids choose the toys they wanted. Ace didn't get help from her, he's shy, anxious that she's going to return the ten dollars teddy bear that he brought. His soft small hand clenched the ear of the brown teddy bear, he pouted and with a shaking body, he approached his mother.

Acre asked "Well daddy I just wanted to tell you that I'm gonna get a mate" confused Acre replied "Well yes, one day you will sweetie" "Yep," Lanna said nodding "His name will be Samual" Chuckling I add "So you know his name?" "Yep and he's gonna have a big black wolf called Samson" "How do you know this sweetheart?" Sky asked as Lannagot up off the couch and headed back to her bedroom "Oh, aunt queen Lanna told me, oh and tomorrow she said we should go to a place called the hard rock cafe for chocolate fudge cake."