It was a full time job, too, balancing loans for seed and fuel against time and weather. Some years slipping ahead, some years falling behind. I was r...esigned, I had made my choice. One day there was a knock on my door as I sat finishing my evening meal. I answered, It was Sarah. I was happy to see her, ushered her in. We sat until the wee hours of the morning bringing each other up to date. Sarah had been to Paris, travelled, seen the world. I had seen the highway into town, and the fields of. "OK, but I'm not cutting you out of the business end. You may have acted like a pratt but you were still better at it than I was."Now let me pause here. I know what you are thinking. Yes, I forgave him far too quickly and was way too trusting. In hindsight, I should have seen that something was up from a mile off.In my defence, I had very few other friends, was struggling to run an online business while maintaining an esports career and to top it all off, I couldn't get a date to save myself. I. " So you deserved it, didn't you? Deserved to be treated like a hot little tramp, that is," he demanded severely.She sobbed, clutching her knees in a fetal position. "Yes, Sir, I did! I did deserve it! I DO deserve it! Oh, I'm so confused!"The older man patted her on her fluffy mane. "Poor child! Well, I guess you're a very lucky girl to find someone willing to take you in, aren't you?"Sissy nodded. She was ever so lucky, Ben thought. She could have wound up as a drug addict or a. They got in and went off. I almost said they got off, but they probably did that some time earlier, in the room.I crossed to the hotel with my usual limp. Hey! I had two artificial legs, I always limped on one side or the other. With my roller suitcase and laptop and sports coat, I fitted right in with the Saturday crowd at the posh Century Hotel. I walked in and headed straight for the coffee shop.Coffee shop to coffee shop. If I didn't watch it, I'd spend most of the rest of the day in the.