A playground on Bryce Road

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"Catch 22, right. Don't work too much, don't get any money - work too much don't keep a relationship for more then 5 minutes."

Stephany's comment made Bryan chuckle. Her words were blunt yet true just the same. For Bryan, work had never been about money. It was his duty. To society, to the LPI and ultimatly to himself.

"Money is over rated anyway. Have you ever seen someone who was earning heaps actually being genuinely happy? More often then not, they are satisfied, living life comfortably, but they never take notice of the small things."

Bryan leaned foreward from the swing he was sitting on, trying at first to meet her gaze, then later joining her at observing the going's on in the park. Bryan looked back up at the trees, to the birds nesting in the upper branches.

"It's ironic really. Nowdays I earn just as much money as I used to, in a fraction of the time. I've gone from having no time for love, to having nothing but time... " Bryan trailed off from that sentence, looking down at the palm of his open left hand, then back across the park.

"You're right you know. Those guys earning heaps money just have more stuff to worry about. So what small things make you happy?" Bryan made himself smirk from his own comment, a smirk he was hoping would attract Stephany's gaze. The more time Bryan spent with Stephany, the more he longed to be with her, to know all about her.