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I remember standing Along column oven at the counter in Liddle Supermarket Paying with my wife Heather and our Two children, John and Michael. Turned my face blue from nervousness and my jacket greyed Faster Than My Brain Could think. ? Excuse me sir, your debit card has-been Rejected? Said the fresh faced, blond haired teenage girl That Served me. The waves of despair That blew from the global air dashed Against me and rattled my bones and then Kept Them All Facing forward, away from Heather? S direction. Knew I Would Have panic Her face lit up. At the back of my mind, i could see the strong veins implanted across Her forehead. ? Are you sure? I Asked? Is That my debit card? I Continued? Yes Sir? Replied she solemnly. Did she know my bread? Could she sense it, That I Had Been Unemployed six months ago made the after the 2008 recession? Perhaps She Could Read My desperation to find a new job or my concern That Four Years of my wife HAD lost in faith in me. Did she know how bad our situation WAS Seriously, Heather That Was a stay at home Mum. I scratched my hair. I Never Told Heather about my zero balance account. I couldn? T. I Loved Her Too Much and wasn t about to break our marriage. ? It? S alright? I Told Her, I’ve Turned away from the cashier. ? I think she? S a new employee. Let me try the ATM? I Said, Hoping That Would distract the kids somehow Her. ????, ???????? ????? ? ????????? ?????? ???????? I Said to Her in Russian, our native language. I Had That She Took instructed the kids to the Cookies section Every Which HAD free samples Saturday. In a matter of Two seconds, I had a flashback of the evening That I Was Made redundant at Joyce Allan year as architect. Heather Took the kids to the free cookies section. I searched endlessly Through My pockets. Luckily, I found a? 10 notes at the back pocket of my trousers goal I Was still five pounds short. ? Excuse me for a second, I ‘ll Be only a minute? I Told the cashier as I searched for Heather and our little boys. ? Honey, When We Get Home I Have to ring Natwest. I think the code to read my card is not working? I Said, managing to sound confident. ? Do you have five pounds i could borrow? I continued. Luckily, she Had a ten pound note in Her bag. It dawned on me That I Could No Longer AVOID Financial Explaining our situation to Her. I Knew That I Had to Tell Her That Night. I Rushed back to the counter. . . . . . . .