“How much do you need?” Dick’s grandfather Doe asked.
Dick is facing the reality that his trust fund won’t be available until he reaches thirty.
The Does are flinty Granite State Yankees who believe youngsters should learn to fend for themselves until the age when an inherited fortune won’t spoil them.
“How is it a bright, young fella with a quarter-million dollar education doesn’t have a job?
“Don’t bother to answer, Richard. I know exactly how you fucked up your career.
”Tell you what, Grandson, I’m not going to lend you a penny. But I am going to outright give you that twenty five thousand – and you don’t have to pay back a cent of it – on one condition.”
“Anything, Grandfather.”
“You will never again text, tweet, post or get paid to claim the election was stolen.
“We really should see each more often, Richard. Could you send the nurse in on your way out?”
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