Fiction Saturday – And Pull The Hole In After You – Continued
“It’s $1500 a month or $750 every two weeks, if you want.”
“I see. Is it month-to-month or is it on a lease?”
“Month to month, week to week, day to day if you like, but I don’t care for leases,” said the young man behind the counter. He really hated dealing with the renters.
“Is it quiet? I mean, it’s not a lot of noisy neighbors?”
“What’s quiet? Look, lady, you’ve seen the apartment. Do you want it or not?”