“Well, there goes the neighborhood,” thought Sammy (not pictured); another home abandoned after falling behind on the payments on that refinance with the adjustable rate that went sky high. He was still trying to sell his home and move to New York, but another repo would create a drag on the market . . .
In spite of a roaring economy, some of the opposition said there were indications of spiraling food costs in the near future . . .
Percy was miffed that they (the doves) were good enough to be released to fly heavenward as Harry and Meghan exited the church, but not good enough to enjoy the wedding party. Had bird seed costs in the UK gone that high . . .?
In spite of the salesman’s seeming sincerity and assurances, and the shiny new red paint, Beau was pretty sure there were easier options than a steam powered generator for living off the grid or back-up power during storms. Finding three cords of wood a week or a ton of coal a month seemed daunting . . .
As Kenny felt the weight and the burden of his student loans, he was reminded of the old Janis Joplin song, “Turtle Blues . . .”
