Nine months ago you thought you left me here without a single dime. Before that you had been going through the money faster than it came in. Now you are living on the rich side of town with the son of that banker you're working for. I use the word working in the loosest sense. Now that I think back on it you were the one that talked me into remortgaging t...
By now I should have known better, slipping home early to surprise my wife usually turned out badly. Over the years there have been so many strange vehicles parked in my driveway that I should have kept a valet on staff. Of course if only parking were the issue things might have been fine, but as it turned out I would have needed another valet for all the me...
Dear Lilith, I just want you to know that it has truly been fun. I had a lovely, whirlwind romance with your husband Nick. It's so funny that I didn't even know that he was married. I learned a lot about you in 24 hours four months ago. I remember it like it was yesterday. We were staying at a nice hotel in the suburban area. We had just enjoyed a romanti...
About noon one recent Friday I got a call from my wife, "You up for a little fun? Everyone will be gone from here after lunch and I'll be all by myself. Do you want to drop by about two or so?" "Sure, I'm not that busy, what do you have in mind?" I replied. "Just come by and we'll see what comes up," she laughed. My wife works for a large Mortgage company...
"Mable, we need to talk. "I filed for bankruptcy. We do not have shit in our accounts and the mortgage payment is way over our income. The house will soon be repossessed and we will be out on the streets. I met with my lawyers today, and after everything is over our net worth will be around twelve dollars." My sixty-one-year-old wife looked at me with surp...
This story is a result of a radio advertisement for a NYC bank. I listen to the radio (NYC) at night, and relish hearing the voice of the woman describing experiences of banking with her 'personal banker' (You can find one audio example on the internet without too much trouble-I am not permitted to include the link). Remember, all events and names are fictio...
Chapter 6: Dinner For weeks after meeting Sarah for coffee, Jeff really didn't know what he was doing. His parents had made all the necessary arrangements with his landlord to front the rent for his old place until new tenants were found, and Jeff now lived in their upstairs guest bedroom (which he refused to call "his" bedroom, since it was temporary), whe...
I should have seen it coming. Hell, I should have expected it, but it was till a surprise when I was served with divorce papers at work. Things have been crappy around the house for almost a year, starting with a diminishing sex life, to a non-existent one. Myra has been moody and argumentative and could fly off the handle for no reason at any time. It had g...
XII The Good Seed Molly & Mark 2071 There was no denying it. Molly had taken the death of her unborn child very badly. The shock of the loss sent her into a downward spiral of despondency and then depression. The inevitable result was that she lost her job. Her impressive academic qualifications notwithstanding, she was now no more useful to humanity than a...
What if we did this or what if we did that? What would happen then? I can just see and hear these old, Caucasian, billionaire men talking over lunch, over dinner, over drinks, in their homes, on vacation, on the golf course, on a plane, in their cars, and at the office about us, the middle class. What makes us, ordinary people, blue collar and white collar...