Family Or Not You Are Going To Jail
Language: en
“My cousin asked for it. Were you really going to tell her no?” Tiffany’s voice came through the phone, dripping with a familiar, entitled arrogance. I gripped my phone, silent. “It’s only twenty thousand dollars. You make seven grand a month, you can’t swing that?” “Tiff, I’m saving for a down payment—” “Down payment, down payment, that’s all you ever talk about!” she snapped, cutting me off. “I can’t look poor at my networking event. Front me the money, and I’ll pay you back.” I took a slow, deep breath. “I can’t lend it to you.” A three-second silence stretched across the…