I know that every cent spent is a minute earned burned, but she doesn’t.

I know that every cent spent is a minute earned burned, but she doesn’t.
What do you do, after that entire expensive day of magic, when they scream out “shut your mouth” in a crowded Macaroni Grill?
One day, maybe he’ll be able to tell me, “Yo. Put me down.”
Those items we give them and their reactions, in the moment, mean nothing. Those things are just temporary.