RARITY - DRY CLEANER
Portia had nipped into town to drop off some more designs into a shop which sold for her, she'd been meaning to do it for a while but she'd been so busy she simply hadn't had the time. So she'd brought a larger number of items which seemed to please the shop owner.
Passing a bench she saw a young woman sat crying and it took her a moment to realise it was someone she knew, "Rachel?" she asked moving closer, "What's wrong?"