Derek burst through the front door Tuesday afternoon with a grin that made Diana's stomach sink.
"I did it!" He announced, waving a receipt in the air. "I invested with Thompson! Five thousand dollars!"
Diana dropped the file she was reading. "You WHAT?"
"I told you I was going to! Thompson says in two weeks, I'll have ten thousand!" Derek's eyes shone with greed and stupidity in equal measure.
"Derek, I warned you—"
"You warned me because you're jealous! You can't stand seeing me succeed!" Derek shoved the receipt in her face. "Look! Official paperwork! This is a real investment!"
Diana grabbed the paper and scanned it. Cheap printing. No company letterhead. A handwritten signature.
"This looks like it was made on someone's home computer."
"You're just looking for problems!" Derek
