A Facade of Flesh: 13 Tales to Terrify (The Midnight Library)

by Nathaniel Lewis

I knew that people didn’t just walk up to you and give you free money. Or rather, they didn’t do that unless you were already rich. If you were already rich, then your money multiplied all by itself, like magic, but if you were poor, the only thing that multiplied were your miseries, in step with your debt. Interest compounded, and you were either collecting it, or paying it.