That’s why we rented the carriage house to Tollie for five hundred dollars a month and that helped a lot. My mom got a job in a pretty swanky restau...ant called the Blue Moon, not far from where we lived and made good money--the problem was it was mostly tips and some weeks were better than others. The other stipulation was we couldn’t sell the mansion because mom’s grandfather had loved the house and wanted to keep it in the family. So we were stuck with a beautiful home and a large property. Its been four months since your last full payment and you only sent fifty bucks two months ago. I can't risk loosing my job over this. I'm sorry I really am."Alex shook his bald head letting the information sink in. "I understand Mark I don't want to get you into any trouble. Listen I just threw an add out to a few hotels to take tourists out for some scuba excursions. As soon as I get some business I'll get you your cash." Thank you Alex and sorry again I really wish there was something I. "Yeah... aren't you?"Of course I bloody wasn't, I didn't even have my bag on me but instead of pointing out this fact, I just shook my head."Do you have anything better we can do?"He had this weird look on his face, kind of a half leer, half grin. I tried to ignore it but I can't admit it was something I was used to. Guys generally didn't look at me, well, if they did, I wasn't aware of it. I wasn't bad looking, just so incredibly shy that people barely noticed me. I had dark brown hair, long. She was tall with long dark brown hair wound up into a nest and pinned to the top of her head. She claimed she could put a part-boiled egg into the middle when she left home, and find it hard-boiled by the time her train arrived. It may have been true, but her great broad grin always left a shadow of doubt. So there we were in the window of the coffee bar looking out on the crowds of office workers and municipal employees, drinking coffee and deciding how to spend our day. I was conventional.