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drew back the blinds. She stretch and inhaled triumphantly her thoughts on the day ahead and of Betsy has she preferred to be called. For hours they had talked discussing various topics. Jo had mentioned her reason for coming to Seattle, and Betsy had offered to have a word with her brother this morning, she was sure he would be able to offer her employment in the fish canning factory once her work permit came through till then she could help out in the coffee bar to cover her keep.
             By noon that day she had learned the basics, to be polite and courteous at all times, unless you owned the place Betsy stated humorously, then you could also speak your mind.
Jo took great pleasure in her work, pinching herself from time to time recognition finally sinking in, no matter what the future held in store she would always hold Betsy in the highest esteem if only for being there at the right time.
            Jack eyed the young woman behind the counter as she busily prepared the fries and eggs he had ordered, she shone like a ray of sunshine on a cold winter morning, but this was not winter and the beauty was has real has the Mona Lisa.
          He admired his sister she was the logical type, never went headlong into anything and he gave her credit where this one was concerned, the extra business had soon covered the pay checks.
          It had been two months since she arrived in Seattle, and now he had come to offer her work in the shed though watching the way she had with the customers he wasn’t sure it was a good idea, his sister agreed so the choice belonged to Jo.
After the hard decision they both realized the strength of her ambitions, not that they could blame her after everything she told them over the last few weeks, it was pure guts and determination that drove her to the beneficial side of her dilemma.
             Betsy would never admit what it meant to lose Jo, she had in a way helped replace the loss of her only child, she understood too well the pain her Pa had suffered for she had endured has much twenty years ago when her dear husband had died then the loss of her daughter, oh she understood alright, but never the long vendetta.

It hurt to leave the coffee bar at closing time, arm in arm they strolled along the waterfront, she glanced sideways admiring the way Jo tilted her head in that dignified manner.
                          Jo smiled giving her arm a knowing but gentle squeeze.
Has they turned to cross the gentle flow of traffic she felt Jo freeze, Betsy practically dragged her companion amidst the oncoming traffic. “For God's sake are you trying to get us both killed? She announced almost has shaken “It’s him, I know it was, he was watching from the other side of the street.”
“Are you sure? There’s no one there now.”
“I could have sworn it was him, maybe I imagined it,” knowing Brandon like she did she was convinced he would have introduced himself to Betsy.
                           As the night drifted by Brandon soon become a thing of the past, she bathed then turned into the comfortable bed, she lay dreaming of her good fortune and the possibilities that lay ahead.
                          Jo followed to what Jack called the shed, she would soon become one of the old hands he had said, the stench didn’t do much to convince her.
She was biding her time the thought consoled her, time to save enough for a fresh start, not that she wasn’t grateful never would she forget Betsy and Jack for their kindness.
                       Five Thirty she placed her overall in the locker provided, bent her head forward and ran her fingers through her hair, giving it a gentle shake till the curls came back to life.
She then proceeded through the main gate, Jack was out of breath by the time he caught her up,