DANE & SARA'S APARTMENT
- LIVING ROOM
see exactly how bad things really are," Sara muttered to herself as she sat
down at Dane's desk. She knew her husband was prone to stretching things
slightly out of proportion. She couldn't get over the uneasy feeling that
Dane might be making their financial troubles out to be more than they were in
an effort to make her regret forcing him to marry her.
Sara pulled Dane's ledger out
of the top drawer and carefully flipped through the pages. Thank god he
was an immaculate book keeper. With pencil and paper nearby, she began to
write down numbers and make her own calculations. "Oh, this really isn't
looking good," she mumbled as she scribbled on the paper.
When she came to her final
calculation, she let out a sharp gasp. For once, Dane hadn't over-exaggerated
their financial dilemmas. In fact, if anything, he'd understated exactly
how severe their financial problems really were! "My god, we're not
even going to have enough money for rent next month!" Sara lowered
her head into her hands and began to gently rub her temples. As a headache
began to form, she quickly began to grow fearful of exactly what their dire
financial predicament would mean. If they couldn't even make rent, how
were they going to live? How could he possibly stay in school? How
in the world could their marriage survive such desperate times?
Sara tapped her lower lip with
the pencil as she tried to clear her head enough to think rationally. It
was obvious that they couldn't make it on Dane's pay from the printing plant
alone. Her mind drifted back to her original suggestion that she find a
job to help with their finances. She knew Dane was vehemently opposed to
that idea, but Sara realized that logically it was the only true answer.
She glanced at the clock on
the wall and realized that he wouldn't be home from work for several more
hours. Dane usually went straight from his last class to his job and never
made it home until very late. Often, Sara was already in bed when he
arrived. Surely she could find a part-time job in the evenings while he
was at work. She could work and be home before he ever arrived and he
would never have to know.
Sara looked at the numbers
she'd written down and sighed. Her finding a job was the only
answer. She knew that if Dane ever found out, he'd be unbelievably angry
with her. She knew, however, that it was the only way they could make
it. She'd earn some extra money and hide it away to pay bills without him
ever knowing; and she could always secretly alter his books to reflect the
inflow of extra cash.
With a sigh, Sara got up from
the desk and reached for her jacket. She still had time to go job hunting
before Dane arrived home. She just prayed that she could find work that
would pay enough to solve their problems.