"Then you need to toughen up," said Dawn with an encouraging smile.
Cara watched this strange woman with doubt. "What are you trying to say? I am already pretty tough. If that hadn't been the case, my father would have forced me into aborting my baby long back." She said, yet Dawn could feel her shivering at the word 'abort'.
"If you like I can give you a job that suits your… umm… qualifications…"
Cara's eyes opened wide. She stopped wiping her tears and looked at the woman with interest. Then she narrowed her eyes with suspicion. "Are you trying to push me in prostitution? Because, woman, then I am going to just kill you!"
Dawn frowned at her and then laughed lightly at her trepidations. She took out her card from the purse and handed it to her. "I am Dawn Wyatt and you can come to me anytime you like. If you decide to keep the baby, I promise to give you a suitable job." Saying that she patted her shoulder again and then walked back to her husband.
