Daphne let out several deep sighs before leaving her spot. The guard followed her since she was carrying cash. It was her second day as a cashier. She had chosen to go back to work instead of staying idle. She didn’t want to rot in the house. At least here, she was happy. She could talk to people, too.
She was off early today. Just eight hours of duty.
She stopped by the market to buy something to cook. Amelie would be home later. It would be better if the food was ready when she arrived.
She smiled when she saw the chicken vendor. As usual, she was loud—nothing had changed.
“Hey! Long time no see!” the woman said when she spotted her.
“Sales doing well?” she asked with a smile.
“Of course! It’s me, after all.” The vendor smiled sweetly at her. “How much do you need?”
“Just half. T
