say.
“Oh, sweetheart, I knew you’d understand,” she breathed. “You’ve always been so sensible.” Then, almost as an afterthought: “Of course, don’t mention this to your father. You know how proud he is. He’d hate knowing you had to… well. You understand.”
That should have been a red flag the size of one of my fermentation tanks.
Instead, I wired the money continue reading …