31

THE ARRANGEMENT
THIRTY ONE
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TWO MONTHS LATER.

It's the beginning of December, the festive season feel is rubbing off on anyone and my mother has called me twice since morning begging me to cover six months of the stokfel money she owes. Fucking SIX months! I swear she only breathes to give me a headache. As if what I'm facing is not enough.

I stand up from my office chair, heading to the window and stare outside trying to think. I've had shall I say the first ever case as a business owner. The property business finally got finalized just two weeks back.
I'm in my office and I'm the happiest. I will not lie.