`All we asked of you was to help us call for funeral flowers. And you just ran away from Paw! We will be the ones to pay. You live here for free. Now I know who you are`.
~Maw in heat
I don’t have money. I am bankrupt. I have no credit cards. It’s no wonder there is no hope next week because the `squire` and the FEDs said so. It’s no wonder I continue to work. It’s the only way to get out of debt.
Even though I cannot afford to take time off as a temporary employee, I have to take part time next Wednesday and Thursday for the viewing and Friday for the funeral. I started last Friday. It won’t look good and the client needed all the help they can get.
Truly this is the time of death both both old granny and and people like me. Both of us suffered in silence at the hands of loving family members. Truly I am dead inside, killed long time ago by TPTB. The unicorn didn’t come to make my dreams come true.
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