And then, my one assisted living client with disabilities said that her last ex had a nose for money, she's never seen anything like it, that they'd just be somewhere like a bus shelter and all of a sudden he'd be like, "There's money here somewhere," and he'd start looking around, and then right there would be like a ten dollar bill.
And, all of a sudden, the (lesbian) sister was like, "I bet...", and then she just burst out with this huge whole theory about how her ex knew places where seedy cash deals went down, and so of course he'd have a sense of when he'd be in a place like that and he'd know to look around for money that might have dropped down somehow.
"I think you're right," my one assisted living client was like, slowly, and you could just tell that a big light bulb had just gone off for her, too.
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