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By this point, Miriam had added a separate line-item in her budget for pens. She’d taken to carrying three with her, but she always managed to lose one on the ride to work and another at work. She wasn’t sure where she lost the third pen, but she suspected it was when her neighbor, Victoria, accosted her to talk about her relationship with Sammy.
She sighed, pushing back her hair as she scribbled out some calculations. She’d have to start using less electricity, maybe borrow her Grandparent’s old gas lamp.
“Note to self: request raise.” She murmured, scrawling it down.