The Secret
Vocal Community Microfiction Series - Trader
"What made you sell Couture Inc.?"
Bill regarded the young reporter. It wasn't the first time they flocked to him, hoping to learn the secret to his financial success.
"Well, my wife wasn't shopping there anymore," Bill said honestly. "She said their clothes got cheaper."
"But you bought a large stake in the company five years ago."
"Yes, but that was back when my wife wouldn't stop raving about it."
The reporter frowned. "So, you bought and sold because of your wife..."
"Son," Bill intoned. "You always listen to your wife."
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Comments (9)
Always listen to the wife ❤️
Good advice.
Huh, that's odd. I could've sworn I left a lengthy comment on here before.
Nearly there , four to go, good story
Love it 🥰
This is Bill. Bill is rich. Bill is smart. Bill is wise. Be like Bill. 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣
You are so clever with these; I'm loving it!
Always.
😅 sage advice. Great work, Loryne!