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~[CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT]~

And here we were, forms centered on the office floor, with burnt cig ashes littered over the marble tiles, while the sound of my laughs poured out into the room.

"I'm telling you, Jane. I found myself mopping floors with my garments, all in sakes of bringing food to my mouth" Spoke Louis.

"It was a hectic one, Jane"

"Life never is easy"

"Not in a million years would I believe you come from such home, so raggedy, even to an extent of being feasted by rats" I called in a low voice.

"Oh, not just the rodents, Jane" He whispered.

"Even the roaches and snakes took abode in our home, and only then did it hit me, that I wasn't living. Not until I got the comfort I sought, the peace......and the joy" He called in a low voice.

"One never is serious, not until they get a push" He let out.

"Mine came about, at the height of the poverty that feasted my heart. That, Janet Parker, was my turning point, and my snap to work"

"What is yours?" Those eyes searched throu