Moonlight_33
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Sassy
Sassy listened to the aterny telling her of the account set up for her in disbeliefe. Shaking her head, she knew should could not accept it. Lou's father had been more of a dad to her then any other after her parents were killed in a car accident not long after she graduated. He even paid for her to go through collage, but this was to much.
"I want the funds tranfered across to Lou Williams account and my account closed off." as she hung up the phone, a tear ran down her cheek. She had to make this work, but her grandfather would never have accepted the money, and neither could she. Pops would never have left the camp without some kind of back up. He hated banks, hated the IRS, but loved his land. The answer was there somewhere, she just had to find it.
She was not looking forward to Lou finding out that she had transfered the money back to him, but she really felt she had no right to it. If it came to the worst, perhaps she could aproach him for a loan, but that would be a last resort. picking up her flute, she returned to the front porch, and her thoughts immersed in her music.
Sassy listened to the aterny telling her of the account set up for her in disbeliefe. Shaking her head, she knew should could not accept it. Lou's father had been more of a dad to her then any other after her parents were killed in a car accident not long after she graduated. He even paid for her to go through collage, but this was to much.
"I want the funds tranfered across to Lou Williams account and my account closed off." as she hung up the phone, a tear ran down her cheek. She had to make this work, but her grandfather would never have accepted the money, and neither could she. Pops would never have left the camp without some kind of back up. He hated banks, hated the IRS, but loved his land. The answer was there somewhere, she just had to find it.
She was not looking forward to Lou finding out that she had transfered the money back to him, but she really felt she had no right to it. If it came to the worst, perhaps she could aproach him for a loan, but that would be a last resort. picking up her flute, she returned to the front porch, and her thoughts immersed in her music.