Live for money, die for it

and buying a condo. Mom insisted I ask you to come along."I shook my head and said, "I'm just a half-baked amateur. You should consult a master instead.""Then ask your boyfriend, I think he's a maste...stening to what came next."Otherwise...he would 'punish' me..." Grandmother hid her face in Grandfather's shoulder, ashamed.……My brother and I stood frozen, the thunder rolling like a drum, frying us...