“It's financial suicide, I tell you!” Nellie was yelling about the lockdown.
“So going back to work wouldn't be suicide?” I said.
“At least we'd have something to show for dying!”
“But if we die, how will we know or care who is looking?”
“It's financial suicide, I tell you!” Nellie was yelling about the lockdown.
“So going back to work wouldn't be suicide?” I said.
“At least we'd have something to show for dying!”
“But if we die, how will we know or care who is looking?”