The Price Of Every Shortcut: How A Small Lie Nearly Cost Me Who I Was

There’s a $25,000 grant available for promising candidates.”

I raised an eyebrow. “And who recommended me?”

He smiled. “A woman named Marla. She said you helped her in a pinch, and that your shop was the only one she trusted.”

The words hit harder than they should have.

Trusted.

I didn’t know what to say. I’d charged her more than I should have. I’d looked continue reading …