Out of Twilight 0
Sarah looked in the mirror, she had long ago stopped worrying about roots, her hair was now its natural straw blonde, which looked odd when she wore her black boots, her necklace of pearls was wrapped tightly, like a collar, tight round her neck, and her red top didn't match her blue sports skirt, but she merely thought, what the heck. Slow unadventurous Sarah, her portfolio growth was so slow, yet in the deep depths of depression, those small profits continued to flow, and while all around...