On a day like this I would mourn the death of my business partner Marley. ”Eh” the old man was just another distraction to me and my work. Im onto better things such as changing the name of this company to “Ebenezer Scrooge”! I will miss me old friend though, he was such a great businessman. At Least his funeral didn't cost me as much as I thought it would. “Oh! But he was a tight fisted hand at the grindstone, Scrooge!” Dickens, pg.2. A tight fisted old man such as I wouldn't even think about paying for me own mothers funeral. The day was I a rather chilly one today. Days like this I would walk through the streets of london but “ nobody ever stopped him in the streets to say, with gladsome looks, my dear Scrooge how are you.” Dickens, pg.2.
