enough was enough. after four years of devoting1 herself to ward2, leah had given up. "i'm moving to new york," she said. he couldn't beli* it. he begged her to give him one * chance. she said she had already given him "one * chance" too many times.
"i asked you to marry me, but you said you weren't ready to get married. you're 50 years old—when will you be ready!? i asked you to find us an apartment, so that we could live together; you didn't. as a nervous realtor, i asked you to stay with me when i had to sit in open houses by myself on weekends. you didn't. i asked you to * my son find a scholarship3 or grant4 so that he could attend a good college. you didn't. shall i go on?"
he said he got the picture. he apologized. "my priorities5 weren't right; now i realize that you are my only priority6."
she said his apology was too little, too late. she had already bought an airline ticket to new york city; her flight was monday *ning.
his jaw7 *ped. "you're not serious! what are you going to do in new york?" he asked. "you don't know anyone there. you've n*r *n been there. you can't just fly into new york all alone and start wandering around. it's a *erous place. and the places that aren't *erous are expensive. you don't have any money!"
she said she had enough money to stay in a hotel until she found an apartment and a job. she had always wanted to live in a *g, exciting city like new york. "that's where i can start my own business," she said, "and maybe find a man i can depend on!"
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