My boyfriend doesn't want to sell. Sorry about that.
No surprise there.
They were about to get engaged, after all. Marvin wouldn't tolerate any variables at this stage.
The days slipped by quickly, and soon it was the third of the following month.
The day before, Marvin called me.
"Rosie, my mom fell in the field. I need to head back to Ridgemont."
"I'll be back in a few days."
He sounded frantic. His acting was flawless.
"Okay."
What he didn't know was that I was on the same express train to Ridgemont.
I wanted to see for myself the "wife" my $98,000 had paid for.
