For as long as I can remember, it’s been a bit of a running joke in my circle—if Linda wanted something, she had to do it herself.If Linda needed something, she had to pay for it herself.And if she dared to ask for help, well… she usually got a sigh, a shrug, or a vague promise followed… Read More “The Price of a 32-Year Apology”Or: The Time He Tried to Win Me Back With Sentiment—Until the Money Stopped Flowing