Moving from Chicago to New York as a single mother, hoping that your new business does well, is scary. But what happens when you find out your best friends new husband is the leader of something even scarier, and the only person who seems to give yo...
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I sigh deeply as I lean against the cold kitchen counter talking with my real estate agent on the phone.
"I truly believe you will love this property." Kennedy my agent told me enthusiastically. "It is right in the heart of the city and it is only one floor but it is plenty big enough."
"What's the price?" I asked hopeful that this one would be in my price range. It wasn't exactly what I was looking for but I am running out of time.
"350 thousand."
I pull the phone away from my ear and I have to bite my thumb to stop myself from screaming out loud.
"Kennedy."
"Oh! I knew you would be happy. I can take you down there tomorrow morning for you to see if you would like." She rambles.
"Kennedy. Stop it." I demand, fed up with her. "You have quite honestly been no help at all. I do not want the property. You know that 350 is over my budget, I can do 300 at most but not a penny over. I told you this up front and you have yet to present me a property that is in my budget."
"Yes I know, but as with most clients if they like a property enough then they will always be willing to spend the money. I am only trying to find you the best properties."
"I can't afford anything higher, Kennedy!" I cry out, "I am struggling and I have only saved up enough for a 300 thousand dollar property. I am running out of time, I moved here so I could better provide for my daughter." I know I sound desperate but I don't have much of a choice.
"I also do not necessarily want a property in the center of New York city. I am currently staying in the Hamptons and that is really far. No one wants to drive through New York City just to come to my office, especially not me. I would prefer if it outside of all the rush and closer to me. If you cannot find me a property in my budget in the next week I will have to find another agent. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Ms. Ariti. I understand."
"Good. I will talk to you soon." I hang up the phone and slide it across the marble counter.
I cross my arms and place them on the table, burying my head in the crook of my elbows.
I didn't want to have to use my motherly tone on her but I am desperate. I have Been here for almost two weeks and she has yet to be successful. I have toured over ten properties and none of them have been what I am looking for.
"Mommy!" Asteria knocks on the sliding door that leads outside.
I slide open the door and scoop her into my arms, "what is it, paschalítsa?" (Ladybug)
"Come and play in the water with me." She wiggle in my arms and I set her down. I watch as she runs to the edge of the pool and jumps into Malias arms, who is waiting in the pool for her.
