She thought of the few papers behind the picture in the frame she had deep in her backpack.  "I will do that, for sure."  She assured him.  She couldn't ask him if they had clerk women there.  She didn't know how that worked.  She had worked for her father, but not with an official job title.  She had been too young to be officially hired after all.  She had taken exams early just a few months before the attack.  So, she wasn't sure what would have happened next should they have lived.

"How much farther is it?"  She was getting excited to see where she would be living and working.  It was a typical kid thing to ask too, but she didn't realize that.