“What an inspiring story,” she said, touching my hand. “Women of your generation are made of steel. I aspire to have your strength.”
She charmed me. I admit it without shame. Jessica conquered me just as she conquered Matt.
Two months later, she came to see me alone. She seemed nervous. She was playing with her hands.
“Mrs. Catherine, I need to ask you a favor. I am so embarrassed, but I am trying to launch my own consulting business, and the bank denied my loan. Matt does not know because I do not want to worry him. I know it is a lot to ask, but could you lend me $2,500? I will pay you back in six months with interest if you want.”
She looked down with glassy eyes.
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