Cynthia had some insight

“These guy must have some weakness of some kind” Cynthia finally asked Emma once she had managed to drown her thoughts in cheap wine, “booze and gambling” Emma said.

“they are about the only two thing that can work on them unless you’re willing,” hint at another way to get the building back on track. “You can’t be serious” Cynthia already guessing what they or rather she would be expected to do, “let me put it this way you I wasn’t always Emma” and wasn’t always a strawberry blonde.

A little scared what the two maybe expected to do Cynthia decided to hit the sack, all that crappy port wine had left her drunk as a skunk leaving Nick stuck in the tent which he managed to salvage from the business car.

“Could she do it…” the thought honestly repulsed her “no in fact the idea wasn’t even worth considering” her thoughts then shifted to Nick. maybe it was because she was Drunk or maybe it was because she felt genuinely guilty she existed the trailer and Knocked on the tent door which Cynthia didn’t have to wait long As Nick emerged he ask Cynthia do you know what time it is what do you want, It occurred to me that you maybe would want something decent to sleep on and well

Realising what he was being offered “done” as he took the couch in the trailer park