MARGAUX
"Rose," I fist-bumped with Olie, Mary was following right behind me.
Olie owns a boxing gym. He lives right around the last apartment that Mary and I had been. The first time I met him, I knew that he and I would be buddies. Olie was very friendly. He used to box for a living. But when he had settled down, he stopped and opened a boxing gym instead. His wife works as a teacher and they have three beautiful girls, two were twins.
"You girls came early. Don't you have work?" I shook my head, smiling broadly.
"None. Apparently, customers are always right despite my dignity being trampled on,"
"The world needs more of you Rose. I want my girls to grow up like you," I wanted to argue that he better not wish for his girls to be like me. My life was in shambles right now and his girls deserve to live as is. But then, I held my tongue and only smiled at him in response.
"You are doing a great job, Olie. Believe me, the last thing you would want is for them to be like Rose,"
