| For the love of money |
| I went to Auntie Ruby's house last night so that she could read my fortune. The cards pretty much said that I was obsessed with money. I don't like to think I'm obsessed about money. We make plenty of money. My only fear is that we don't maintain it wisely. Now Eliza and Auntie Ruby think that we're poor and that Stephen is a dead beat but I don't care. I know better. And all they know is what I tell them. Its none of their business what we make or how we live. And as for the cards, some of it made sense but only as to how I perceived it. Auntie Ruby was right but still so wrong on a lot of things. |
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