Megan looked sideways at him with a small frown. "I don't care about money." He knew that. Megan wasn't the sort of person to worry about money or jobs or anything like that. She just wanted to be happy.
Shrugging her bony shoulders, Megan pulled a thick text on dragons off of the stack and idly started flicking through it. "It happens. I said some mean things too. You're not entirely to blame." The real problem she had was that Stan hadn't wanted to tell her before. That he wanted to hide things from her.