“Look, we were poor girls together, all right? We looked out for each other. She was not as fortunate as I was and had a very difficult life. Several children by different men, and barely has the means to keep them fed, let alone housed and healthy. She was forced into working in a brothel before anyone ought to even think such things, and…” Minerva paused, swallowing hard as she considered the sort of life Cathy had been living since Minerva had left the streets and gone on to improve her own.
