The bathroom is humid and small, spilling steam out as soon as you open the door. You believe you can hear excitement- laughter from behind the curtain. When you check behind it, there’s nothing to note- not even water running, though you can hear the showerhead nonetheless.
Right as you decide to leave, a word- written on the fogged-up mirror- catches your eye: Suburban Loans. You know the name well- it’s a local loan company that helps families get extra support for keeping their homes. You recommend it to families in dire need- though the company is known for denying many cases.
You wonder if the family reached out to the company- probably in fear of the eviction. You wonder why they may have been denied- knowing already how the story ended. You’re not sure, but presume it a fault of the homeowners, as it usually is.
Right as you decide to leave, a word- written on the fogged-up mirror- catches your eye: Suburban Loans. You know the name well- it’s a local loan company that helps families get extra support for keeping their homes. You recommend it to families in dire need- though the company is known for denying many cases.
You wonder if the family reached out to the company- probably in fear of the eviction. You wonder why they may have been denied- knowing already how the story ended. You’re not sure, but presume it a fault of the homeowners, as it usually is.