
❝——-Guess who just got his allowance – ❞
❝—–❞
❝…❞
Some days he got his allowance.
Sometimes – the bills wouldn’t allow for it.
❝—– This kid ! ❞
Most of the luxuries and many of the so-called comforts of life are not only dispensable, but positive hindrances to the elevation of mankind. Among these things, was the opportunity to invest in a recreational expenditure; things like candy bars, video games, and comic books.
Seth had never really been given this splendor–the opportunity to have freedom and liberty with the little money that he had been given. He now was a constituent to a family with a single parent, and though she did the best that she could with her job–which in fact, did pay fairly well for a career of its demographic–there wasn’t very much extra money to go around for the inessential–or superfluous–commodities of desire or craving.
Needless to say, he had not experienced poverty, but he had experienced necessity. Most of his money went to food–their house–or, respectively, the tribe. He lived in a small house, and at one point, he had to share a room with his sister. They no longer shared a room, but that did not excuse the fact that he’d been partisan to fairly confined living spaces, that he’d been given limits on food and nutrition, and that he’d been denied the experience to pick out new clothes, new shoes – all of it was either from thrift stores, a case of hand-me-downs, or Good Will.
He especially did not get to eat out at restaurants very often.

❝…..So ——– who’s driving me to Sully’s ? ❞
❝…I’m buying ! ❞