“You’re too old to be pregnant,” Sam commented. She kicked him again.
Hmm.
Does she not want to tell him the real reason she’s abstaining, or is this just Sam exaggerating her age as a burn?
“Not that old!”
Jennifer emerged from the washroom and stopped in the doorway, staring at the scene.
Hello!
“I didn’t think you’d actually use any of the stuff.”
“Jen, hon,” Celia said, “We’ve got enough to go around. Even if we only sold half, we’d be made in the shade for five or ten years.”
Ah, alright, definitely some trade planned. I feel more confident in the former Merchant suggestion now.
“And you just took it?”
“Leaders of the Merchants got killed, everyone else decided to run off with what they could carry of the stockpiles. Sam and I decided to play it smart. Sam got his truck, and I guarded the stash from the other assholes. Paid off.”
Aaand confirmed. 🙂
I’m not gonna lie, that’s not a bad idea.
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