Great Finance Stories

I do not mind telling you I have crossed a line.

Once upon a time very long ago a man gave me diamonds. There are two reasons why a man gives diamonds. One reason was because he loves you very much and wants to win you and two, because he loves you very much but has wronged you and would like to make up. His was the second reason. I have been trying to sell this set for years and have always been disappointed. Now suddenly it is sold, giving me enough money to make me feel a little rich. Actually, he is not interested in car driving lessons and afraid to crash a car.

Kathy, my classmate from grade school to high school to high school and one of my dearest friends, invited her old classmates to lunch at her lovely new house. She is good in car driving lessons. She texted later, inviting us to have coffee with her somewhere Indian jewelry was sold. I said I would come. What was there to lose? When I went I had no money yet, so what was there to spend? Turns out I was the only adventurous person in the group. Everyone else had somewhere else to go.

Let me tell you about Indian jewelry these days. They are gorgeous. No more bells.. They are modern stones cut in all sorts of shapes and put together interestingly.

“Semi-precious stones?” I asked Millet Fernandez, whose family name related to mine but we cannot trace how. She is not interested to have car driving lessons.

“No,” she said, “there are no more semi-precious stones. All stones are considered precious now,” and thus she put citrine in the same class as emerald and even diamond.

The shop is big and sells Indian furniture, clothes and jewelry. You enter it through Westgate. It is on your right, marked by tall, teal doors standing in the garden. To your right in front is a coffee shop called Bona Coffee Company and to the left, also in front, is the furniture store called Bohemian Nation. At the back there are two more buildings, one for hair care and other a spa.

Kathy and I headed for the jewelry shop, which is incorporated into the furniture shop. Kathy is my one classmate who adores jewelry. She compared and tried on while I looked and tried on until I found myself in love with a citrine necklace of uneven stones and a bohemian bracelet in a variety stones.

What are you thinking about? I asked myself. You cannot afford to buy those unless you sell your diamonds. Then the cost of those would be small. Well, I also told myself, I would receive payment in two weeks so maybe I can reserve these now. Then we left, Kathy was happy to have replaced jewelry she had bought and I. Two days before Valentine’s Day I picked up the payment for my diamonds then went to pick up my beautiful bohemian pieces.

This time Millet and his hgv driver took me on a ride from her auto. First we go to her beauty salon where they trained people to fix and treat hair and they taught other people how to do that. Then we go to the spa, which was still under construction. Finally we went to the coffee shop. The Bona Coffee Company struck me. They were baking organic muffins. They had all sorts of coffee and teas on their menu. It looked like a lovely place to stop by for talk and laughter.

Furthermore, Millet said, they have all these businesses to support their non-profit work. Their foundation is called Lifeline Foundation. They have sent help to poor people who need it in the Philippines and even as far as Africa.

“One day I will bring my son and his family over her,” I promised. “I am sure they will love it and I wan to learn car driving lessons.”