The only person at  Bloomingfoods who enjoyed listening to Stephen was Marc.

Now he was gone. Nobody was there to listen to Stephen. But the funny thing was... Stephen wasn't talking anymore. Said no more than the average customer. Paid. Left.

Another funny thing. He had stopped coming in as much as...

He didn't come from any successful place. The richest dad he knew growing up sold  sand or  gravel for a living, he still doesn't remember which one it was. But through coincidence or whatever, by the time he reached his late 30s he knew three people who were worth at...