Maybe if I ever get you serious, I’ll tell you about these scars.”“Take me seriously?”“I told you, you’re pretty on the outside, and ugly ...n the inside. That way, I’ll never take you seriously.”“Aaaah, this is killing the mood so shut up.”Finally taking off the shirt for good, Violette glanced at the rest of his body, and finally got down a little, it was time to take off the shorts. In one swift motion, she took off the shorts and saw the underwear that held something larger than it could. It. Sean’s jaw worked as his gaze followed the wet streaks on her face. But he said nothing. The regret etched on his face spoke volumes. The pads of his thumbs gently wiped away her tears, making her want to cry all over again. Her voice wobbled in response to his tenderness. ‘I’m s-sorry too that I didn’t tell you sooner. And I didn’t try to talk to you about it just because Simon called…I thought I’d found the right time when he did—that I had a good opening.’ She looked at him with solemn. 12,000 dollars. We couldn’t come up with that much money if our lives depended on it. Maybe our lives did depend on it. The big man said looking directly at me, “Sorry baby, but he used you as a guarantee for the money.” “I don’t have that kind of money!” I screamed at him. “Well, but you have something that will sell for that kind of money baby. You are gonna appear in my auction tonight. I am auctioning you to see how much of that money we can come up with.” I was horrified. I was not a. That left the monthly bills, stuff like property taxes, insurance, utilities, clothes, food...I forged Mom's signature and deposited the checks that came from our bastard dad by mail, then wrote checks or withdrew money from the joint account in my own name to pay the bills. It paid nearly all of them. We were able to d the rest with money from our part time jobs.I did math tutoring for kids referred to me by the local high schools and community college, and a couple times a week I filed.