"Auntie, I have a friend who opened a factory. I asked my friend before and arranged a job with good pay and less work for Peter. My friend agreed on their side, and there will be news in a while. I thought I would tell you when there is news."
"In my opinion, you should go for that job you applied for last time. The pay was too low, you could earn more with this one, right?"
"Yes, my friend said it's about 1,500 dollars for this month."
"Oh my goodness! This is great!" Patricia's mother Sofia sounded so happy on the phone, and her tone of speech has improved.
"It has to be you, Harold. I will tell Peter to find you if he needs anything in the future."
I responded with a laugh.
"Oh, by the way, Harold, you and Patricia have been together for so long, what about the dowry..."
Every time Sofia called, it's either because of her younger brother or because of the dowry. It happened every time.
There was nothing else to say.
I used to promise her that I would definitely give the dowry, but now I don't have that much. I was working hard to earn money for a better life for Patricia.