63. Mooch

“Can I borrow some flour?” her neighbor Ingrid asked, again for the seventh time that week. Did she ever go to the store herself? Alicia wondered.

“No, I’m all out Ingrid.” She huffed and made to close the door, but Ingrid didn’t leave she decided to ask for sugar, or butter, or baking soda. What? Was she going to pay Ali in cookies?

No. Of course not, Ingrid always mooched she never did anything else than that.

“Ingrid please leave,” Alicia was nearly pleading.

“You know you aren’t giving.”

“She doesn’t have anything Ingrid” Jaxton chimed in his eyes kind.