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“The money's nearly gone, but they don't want to eat that stinking fishmeal any
more. I dare not tell them I can barely afford that. Next month's going to be difficult.”
“Some would say the stupid shouldn't be punished for being stupid, sir. Not me,
sir, but some.”
“She's got a tear in her new dress already - I really need to get her a new one. Just
one more shopping trip won't hurt, will it? I deserve a bit of a de-stress. Next month
I'll stop.”
“Well I can't feel bad about it. I can't take the blame for other people's laxness.”
“I've set it aside for his schooling but I'm having to dip into it to make the
payments already. By the time he's at school it'll all be gone. Next month I'm going to
pay it all back – but what about the interest?”
“No sir, well said. I can hardly wait for payday...”
“Next month.”
Chapter 14 – Next Year
A ball of rock and mist and trees and people had described an ellipse around the
Smug once since Ambrosius had made his first sale. Things were starting to pay off.
“I never thought it would come to this - they're taking the house!”
+ £30,000
“I never thought it would come to this - we'll be out on the street!”
“I never thought it would come to this - where will we find our next meal?”
“I never thought it would come to this - we're bust! We've brought shame on our
“I never thought it would come to this – what about the kids?”
“I never thought...”
“Who would have thought it, eh?” grinned Stan. “Just over a million gross. After
paying back our creditors, paying the bailiffs and all, that's about five hundred grand.