MainNovel“] can’t go with you—it'd just be a waste of tanyway.” Eugene shrugged. “No worries, though. Actually, my cousin was
grumbling in our family chat last night about not getting tickets to the concert. | was selfish and didn’t offer her mine, but I'll call
her now and let her have them.”
“That works. I'll head out, then,” Sylvia replied.
“Where are you meeting your client? | can drive you!” Eugene offered quickly.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“No need, really. I'm pressed for time. Go deliver those tickets to your cousin—I'll just grab a cab.”
“At least textwhen you get there. Callif anythinges up.”
“I will!”
Sylvia answered with a warm smile and flagged down a taxi, disappearing into the late afternoon traffic.
Once she was gone, Eugene pulled out his phone and called his cousin, Gladys Winters, asking if she was still interested in going to
the concert—he had tickets.
Gladys was thrilled. “How many tickets do you have?” she asked eagerly.
“Two,” Eugene replied.
“Cousin, thank you! Seriously, thank you so much! | owe you dinner!”
Eugene laughed. e on, no need to be so formal with family. Where are you? I'll bring the tickets over.”
Gladys was out shopping and sent him her location.
Eugene couldn't resist teasing, “You sound excited—going with a boyfriend?”
“No, nothing like that! Just a good friend,” Gladys replied.
She wasn't lying. She really wasn’t going with a boyfriend. She'd recently met a new friend, someone she got along with
remarkably well, and she knew her friend cfrom a family of artists. The concert was just a chance to impress them—Gladys
herself wasn’t even that interested in classical music.
Eugene and Gladys weren't especially close, so he didn’t pry further. He hung up and set off to deliver the tickets
—— The price is only 1/4 of what others charge ——
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