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He felt something tug at him at her last remark. Probably pity. But he genuinely feels bad for her. She was stuck here with no future, and no way to get out of here. Her father didn’t do anything for the business and Steve was resentful about that. But it was complicated. He figured all he could do was make her life a little less miserable.
“But what if you won the lottery?” He moves his hand, covering one of hers with it. “Wouldn’t you take the money and split? Lord knows I wouldn’t know what to do with it besides just getting out of here. I’d rather live in a car in some nice big city than here.”
He tries to smile with her but, with the topic at hand, it’s difficult. “I really don’t have anywhere to go anyway. My brother just lets me crash at his place. My parents…they don’t…anyway, yeah, no, I just save all my money. Hopefully enough so that I can buy a nice car. Well…as nice as Possum Springs can get in their stock.”
Bea wants to scoff at his question -- but she doesn’t. If this was Mae she had been talking to, she would’ve went ahead and snarked a response that was both condescending and cold. Then again, her feelings were still the same regardless of her response. “If I won the lottery, it wouldn’t necessarily change the fact that my dad is going through a year long breakdown,” She shrugs softly but doesn’t try to move his hand. “Can’t just ditch him, even though I’m sure he wouldn’t notice until the bill collectors started calling him for this old place.”
She turns her hand over, now holding his in her fingers and gently squeezes. In an odd emergence of optimism, she half smiles.
“Working here with me isn’t so bad, right? I know I can be a bit of a dictator but it’s nothing you can’t handle,” She jokingly light punches at his muscle. “Getting out of Possum Springs though sounds like a dream. Who knows, maybe it’ll happen someday.”
