"I don't have insurance," she admitted. The protection agency was helping her pay for the therapy. They paid for her home, even her groceries for a while. She would have to get a job soon, but the very thought made her shudder. It wasn't the work that frightened her - it was being out in the open. "And he's not cheap, but so far, he's been worth it." He was an odd man, perhaps, but he was nice and understanding. He was the closest thing to a friend that Ginnifer had.
"If he does push us overboard, though, at least we wouldn't have to spend the whole week on the cruise?" she offered, sounding hopeful.