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RANSOM
Lubbock, Texas – May 19th
“It wouldn’t hurt.”
Aspen was silent for a moment. I heard a long sigh first, and then I could clearly hear tears in her voice.
“Ransom, I am sorry. You have no idea how sorry I am. If you don’t let me do this for you, then I don’t know what’ll become of me.”
She’s desperate!
“What’s going on, Aspen? What’s happened?” It had to be bad for her to be begging me.
“I can’t pay for next semester’s classes. I haven’t got a job. And I only have enough money for a week’s supply of Chinese noodles.” Aspen began to sob softly into the phone.
She was in too deep. I didn’t have the heart to demand any more begging. “Look, everything will be okay.” At least I hoped it would. “How about I come over, and we can meet in that park that’s just down the street fro
