Post by Deleted on Sept 3, 2015 13:48:33 GMT 7
"So what do you think, Pim?" asked Nook, not sure of where to go with this.
"I don't know, ask The Analyst." The phone rang and The Analyst picked up the phone. Several questions followed.
"Age?" - sixty three I think.
"Your age? - thirty-nine.
"Nationality?"
"British."
"Okay, problem - he must marry you before April 2016 - and he must stay alive until you are forty-five. When he dies, you get his pension. You owe me five-hundred baht for the advice, Nook." The phone went down - and Pim waited for the explanation.
"Do you think he will live another six years, Pim?"
"I don't know, he looks nearly dead already."
"Okay, forget about him - I will find another one."
"I don't know, ask The Analyst." The phone rang and The Analyst picked up the phone. Several questions followed.
"Age?" - sixty three I think.
"Your age? - thirty-nine.
"Nationality?"
"British."
"Okay, problem - he must marry you before April 2016 - and he must stay alive until you are forty-five. When he dies, you get his pension. You owe me five-hundred baht for the advice, Nook." The phone went down - and Pim waited for the explanation.
"Do you think he will live another six years, Pim?"
"I don't know, he looks nearly dead already."
"Okay, forget about him - I will find another one."
