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Send me the link.”
His whole face lit up like a kid on Christmas morning.
He was correct about the last point, though.
So there I was, between diaper changes and Zoom meetings, booking a luxury four-day vacation for five grown men who probably couldn’t tell you the difference between a fitted sheet and a flat one.
The total came to $3,872.46, and I actually choked when I saw the number on my screen. But I entered my card information because he’d promised to pay me back.
He said his friends would send their portions.
I clicked “confirm payment” and watched my bank account take the hit.
Days passed. Then a week.
Then, another week after that.
No payments appeared in my account. Just Mark walking around the house talking about the trip like he’d won the lottery.
I tried to remind him gently at first.
“Mark, I need that money back soon.
That was almost my entire paycheck.”
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