His dog waste removal business folded, he lost seven hundred bucks on some new crypto out of Guam, he was getting about two hits a week on his surf ballads.
Eddie called Laura anyway.
“I know we’re not together and stuff, but like, when I have money, would you let me take you to Europe?”
Laura reclined her car seat.
“Hypothetically, Eddie? Sure, I suppose I’d consider that.”
Eddie beamed.
“Really? It would be a blast! “Italy, Ireland, Argentina…”
“I’ll give you two weeks to come up with the money, Ed. Please don’t buy train tickets from Ireland to Argentina.”
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