Journal Entry March 26 2012
Why, hello there.
I was woken up in the morning by my father’s shouts, he demanded that I would run down the stairs quickly, and so I did. He handed me the phone and I found myself speaking to a female banker, who was asking me “What is your inquiry?”
“I don’t know...?” I arched my eye brows, staring at my father for some
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