Lorna and her husband left the mortgage lender's office. Her side of the argument had gotten vocal. Enough so that her throat felt raw. She was a fair hand at math - though not an accountant or anything like that - and the math didn't add up. They should have gotten the loan. It would've been a close call, but there wasn't any reason not to
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He'd been measured and come up wanting.
He wasn't good enough. Job prospect after graduation didn't count. His income was crap, hers was worse. At least they had their X-Factor pensions, and now with the baby on the way ...
Alex felt like a miserable failure at life.
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It took her a moment to catch on to her husband's tone, "We'll try another lender," Lorna said, "They can't all turn us down. Not with the market what it is if they want some money.... I don't get it. I crunched the numbers we should've been okay," which she had pointed out about fifteen times inside.
"There's something else going on here, I swear to God," Lorna grumbled as they made their way to the car.
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"You think this is from our X-Factor work?" he asked as they headed over to the car they'd borrowed for the day's errands. "They took one look at the, what is it, thirty-seven nations trying to sue us, and ran screaming the other way?" he asked.
"Or is it just because this job is crap?" he asked sullenly.
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It'd just be really satisfying right now.
"The job isn't crap, Alex. It's a great job. It makes more than enough and with Val covering for the X-Factor questioning... there's no reason we shouldn't have gotten it." She didn't have to wait for keys to unlock her door - or his - but she used her hands to open it. Right now, she could easily take a door off and that wasn't something she felt like explaining to anyone at the Institute right now.
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