I opened my wallet for tenth time or eleventh–I’ve lost count; there are not much there. The rumor was true now it seems; the market crashed and many are kicked out; when I’ll be paid my salary or whether it will happen sooner, no surety of it. I had called her telling I’ll be late, and now I am sitting here and looking at that mocking sign; no gift for her on the first anniversary–no it couldn’t happen; I surpassed the urge of looking into the wallet again, and walked towards the store–anything for her that smile.
For Sonya’s Three Line Tales, Week 163

Do I sense a case of larceny in the name of love about to take place?
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That’s up to you…you can think either way he spent all his money for the Smile
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Heartwarming. Hope he found something.
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