Austin’s povI stood outside my uncle's door, knocking lightly. The house was quiet, like it always was these days. I needed to ask him for some money, not that I wanted to, but I was running low and had no other options. After a moment, his voice came from inside, slurred but clear enough. "Yeah, what is it?""Do you have any cash on you?" I asked, trying to keep my voice neutral.He didn’t even open the door. "Go to the room," he grumbled, pointing down the hall. "There's a bag on the bed."I walked over, found the bag, and opened it. It wasn’t surprising, just a pile of bills. He must’ve gone to the bank earlier. My uncle wasn’t the most responsible person, but he always had a stash of money somewhere. I took a hundred thousand dollars, enough to last me a while, and left the room without a word.With the money in hand, I grabbed a list I’d scribbled down earlier and headed out. I needed to pick up some groceries, and the sooner I did it, the sooner I could get back. I flagged down
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