Eugene smiled "yeah I had noticed Ruth. Your looking well. I just look like shit......fuck I look like a prisoner. Of which I am" his head slumped into his hands "3 months. 3 months. And I had no idea where to turn when I got out of this place. Part of me toyed with the workhouse. Part of me toyed with the idea of the fishing boats just so I had some place to sleep"

He thought for a moment "but when I was offered the chance to train as a cobbler I jumped at the chance. Maybe do something useful with my life. Save up some cash and start up my own business. A lost soul repairing lost soles" he joked. "But I have been thinking about a fresh start. Away from the family. I honestly don't think my return would be greatly appreciated anyways. Our parents would just see another mouth to feed or not feed. How can you help me Ruth? And how can I repay you?"