Money Can t Buy Happiness
The sight of the cash neatly bundled and stacked three by four deep on the bed made Jenna stop in her tracks. Her jaw dropped as she took in all of that green. She had an overwhelming itch to reach out and touch it, or pinch herself because she must be dreaming. “Is that all real?” she asked skeptical. “Of course it’s real,” Mikey said, delighted seeing his girlfriend eyes widen at the spread before her. Unable to hold back any longer, Jenna grabbed a bundle and ran her thumb over the edge. The...
Reluctance