Goodbye, My Love

“Alright, I’ll pay. Just give me the meat. By the way, how much did you say it was for a couple of pounds?”

The butcher hesitated, taken aback by Loraine’s level-headed response.

He had expected a big scene, but she seemed more composed than he had imagined.

With a self-satisfied grin, he retorted, “The meat is two pounds. Of course, you have to pay the exact amount for it.”

Unknown to Loraine, the butcher had slyly slipped a magnet under the scale, confident in his deceit and oblivious to the resourcefulness of the young girl before him.

“See? Two pounds, honest business, no cheating!”

pounds, and

just a naive girl. What could she do even if she

and walked over to a neighboring stall, catching the vendor off guard. “Excuse me, sir, can I borrow your scale for a moment? I’ll pay for

“What’s your intention? You weighed it here, and now you want to weigh it somewhere else? Don’t you trust

in her

the weight is accurate.

front of the gathering crowd, the

borrowed scale, revealing the

Angela’s Library

lent her the scale scoffed at the

shorted them so much on two pounds of meat! And you have the nerve to make a fuss? Shame

and embarrassed, desperately tried to defend himself. Trying to shift the blame onto Loraine and Marco, he