Money vs happiness · 12:01am Aug 5th, 2018
Here's a scenario for you:
A good friend of our family died last week, and I'm writing this from our church, where the funeral is at.
Jim Ertel was a great man. 70 years of marriage, and I and my brother had the honor of driving his power chair to and from his seat during mass.
He lived a long, healthy life of 92 years.
I will miss him greatly, and so will his loved ones and family.
RIP Jim Ertel.
You will be missed.
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"You should move along." Shitboot breathed another puff of smoke. "Get out of Trespa while you still can. Even if Tedd doesn't sell you out, someone's gonna."
Albert grimaced.
"I'm sure you had your reasons."
"Maybe I did. But they seem stupid now. When I left, I think I was expecting to die. As far as any of them are concerned, I did. Yet, here I am, still waiting for it."
"You could always go back."
"Don't give me that." Sam Miller sneered. "You're hearty enough to walk the wasteland alone, and sharp enough to still be making money with a gun. You're more than capable of stirring up trouble, however old you say you are, and I ain't having it."