DENISEMy hands shook terribly as I stared at the financial records before me.

Oh my goodness! Dad and mom were going to kill me. They would have my neck for breakfast, then proceed to chew my head off for lunch. The rest of my body parts would be for dinner.

Oh God! How had this happened? Too many expenditures. Lesser income.

I saw a recent amount of money sent to an account I didn't know how it had come about and my eyes almost popped out of their sockets at the large sum.

Eight million, ...