She followed him inside and removed her jacket. "I don't assume anyone took it, and if they did then they need that money more then I do. Twenty isn't even any good liquor." She shrugged. "I'm doing just well enough for it not to be a problem. Plus I'm not above going to the station my husband works at and selling cupcakes there. Firefighters love cupcakes."
"This is my second chance too you know. In a different way. You know the ex I told you about? He was controlling, never really wanted me to do anything. I was supposed to be pretty and give him babies. It took a lot for me to leave him, much more courage then I thought I had." she moved behind the counter to get everything situated. "He never hit me, but he was abusive in other ways. Blaming me for not being able to have kids, pressuring me into things I didn't want to do. But here I am. I own my own business. I'm with someone who supports my wishes, and has never even tried to pressure me into anything. And sometimes, I falter and I get worried he'll try. But I work through that. You should to. Try and trust me."