My parents were happy for me, too. They saw how happy I was, and that was enough for them. One evening, about two years into our marriage, Tom came home with a serious look on his face.
“I’ve got a great idea for a business, babe,” he said, excitement in his voice. “But I need some start-up money. I was thinking maybe we could ask your dad.”
“I don’t know, Tom. They don’t have much. It’s a big ask.”
“Just $30,000,” he said as if it was pocket change.
“It’ll change our lives, I promise. I’ll pay it back in a year, I swear.”
The next weekend, we sat at my parents’ kitchen table. My dad listened quietly while Tom explained his business idea.
He talked about opening a small auto repair shop. “I’ve got the skills, Jim,” Tom said, leaning forward. “I just need a little help to get started.”
My dad looked thoughtful.
“That’s a lot of money, Tom. But I believe in giving people a chance. If you’re sure about this, I’ll lend you the money.”
“Thank you, Jim!
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