He has a dark mustache and he’s probably three inches taller than me and weighs around two-twenty-five or close to it.”“Damn. Is he married?”�...�Yes, he did mention his wife.”“Just my luck.”“I’m going back to the courthouse to file my papers, as soon as I close the deal. I’ll check him out for you - if you want to get a little on the side with a married man. I have to tell you, I would approve. He and I will become good friends - if not best friends in the coming years - I have no doubt about. “At least Di only had a few hours to prepare; otherwise, we would have needed a moving van.”At the fake building, the two began unloading the truck, first with the rifles, ammo, cleaning supplies and Jeff’s overnight case. That inside Ship, they began with Diana’s boxes. Jeff, grunting as he grabbed one of the sealed boxes, said, “Damn, what did she order, anyway?”“Search me?” Dave said as he slid the next box onto the second hand truck,” but some of the boxes are darn sure heavier than I. The lottery winner buys things. He'll keep buying and buying until, like the candy, it's gone. He's used to the money in his pocket or his bank account controlling how much he can spend. Suddenly, that money seems endless and any control is gone. He spends and spends until there's no more to spend.Since the purchase of tickets is tied to lower income, there are very few millionaires who purchase tickets and almost none who win. Any who did would probably do well with the winnings because they. As for him becoming my roommate–well, that came about because his witch of a wife kicked him out one morning at 2 a.m., telling him she was in love with someone else and wanted a divorce. She filed that next day and, since he didn’t fight it and they had no kids, it went through rather quickly. His stay with me is temporary or so we stipulate all of the time. ‘Just until he can get a little further ahead financially.’ But the more time we’re together, the more I want it to be permanent. Hence,.