Fifteen Thousand Dollars
“So you’ve decided that you’re going on birth control,” aunt Cleo drums her fingers on her cheeks, pondering for a moment, “are you sure?” “‘Michael asked me the same thing,” I take a bite of the toast she offered. “I love an aware king,” she dotes with a smile. I roll my eyes. Aunt Cleo has been smitten with Michael ever since he left lunch. It’s safe to say that she approved after the speech he gave. Hell, who wouldn’t? “Yes I’m sure,” I sigh, “Michael doesn’t want any offsprings, and I’m not ready for any either. But safe than sorry.” “Would you like me to come with you when you’re going to the doctor?” “That would be nice.” “Do you want me to make the appointment? And is it before and after the trip to see his parents?” “I think it’ll be safer if we went before.” “Woah,” Aunt
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