Michael had just lifted his pen from the check made out to his former housekeeper, (an attempt at keeping her from going to the authorities after discovering cocaine hidden beneath the false bottom of his underwear drawer) when his wife Maria stormed into his office. “Michael, I’m leaving for Cancun tomorrow with Luis. My lawyer will stop by with the divorce papers sometime this week. Oh, and your uncle Leo called this morning demanding the fifteen thousand dollars he lost on investment tips from you.” Michael closed his eyes and wept at the memory of his life before the windfall.