Beach Better Have My Money

"Have you talked to Eric lately?" Kate asked.  "The last few times I walked by the store nobody was there."

"Was the door locked?" I asked.

"It was," she said.

"Huh."  I pulled out the calendar with the buildout schedule on it.  They were supposed to be working on the electrical that week.  "Let me call him."

My call went straight to voicemail, but he called me back within the hour.  "I'm headed over there right now.  Can you meet me up there?"

The door was open when I arrived.  It was just Eric by himself.  We quickly got past the small talk.

"The reason we haven't been here as much lately is that, we're kind of in a tight spot right now," he said.  "I need more cash flow.  I gotta pay my plumber & my electrician before we can move any further."

So, he needed more money.  Of course- don't we all.

"I take it the fifty is already all dried up, then?" I asked & he nodded.  "Alright, then so if I get you the rest of the money, than we'll be back on schedule?"

"Yeah, these guys get their money, then they'll be back in here & you guys should be in here serving grilled cheese by...mid-March, I'd say."

"March.  That's good.  Our TFF permit runs out at the end of March & we don't wanna renew it, so that would be great."

"If all of the inspections go as planned & we don't have any issues digging up the underground plumbing, then you guys should be open for business."

We shook hands & I left to go call up my folks.  I was basically asking for my inheritance ahead of time.  What was the big deal?  It was just another thirty grand.  

If you're gonna invest in something, you might as well invest in something that you & your future wife have been working your tails off for for the last six years.

"Alright.  If that's what you really want to do," my mom said over the phone.  "Remember Zach, you are on the hook for this, so you'll owe us back every red cent."

"I know. I know.  You'll get your money back eventually.  Mad Munch has made it this far.  There's no turning back now."