07
Later that night, when Sarah fell asleep, I
called my roommate, Mark.
He’s a rich guy, he can help me.
“What, missing me?”
“I’m serious, can I borrow some money?”
“Sure, how much?”
“Thirty thousand.”
く
“What!” he shouted. “Did you get scammed?”
“I need it for something. I’ll pay you back.”
“It’s not about the money,” he paused. “Give
me your address.”
I told him and he hung up.
I froze. Mark had to help me, I never thought
he would say no.
Then the next morning, Mark showed up in a
suit and sunglasses.
“What happened to you! Did you get beat
up!”
He stared, “Did you mess around with
someone’s wife?”
He never has anything nice to say.
I told him what happened.
He got angry, “You should’ve called me! I
would have killed them!”
I waved my hand. “Can I get the money?”
“It’s in the car.” Mark took me over and the
car door opened. Two big guys were sitting in
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there. “I knew something was wrong, so I
called these guys from my dad’s company.
Look at these muscles!”
Mark said, “Good enough?”
“Perfect!”
