<div style="text-align: justify;">April wasn't very sure she would get any success in that place. It wasn't the kind of place where a girl like her fit well, after all. And in anyway, she couldn't see what use she could have in an auto repair shop. No, she wasn't really looking for a job there. She was more looking for any indication she could get. One thing April had learned was that being sent by someone's friend was a good way to get a leg up on any job interview. And she was willing to knock on every door she could possibly know of to get anything other than charity.<br/><br/>The thought of begging for charity alone was revolting to such a proud girl. Of course, April knew there was another way a girl could make some cash. Some of the girls she knew from living in cheap motels called it 'mattress money'. April wouldn't even consider the idea, not even as a joke. Her mother hadn't raised her that way. She wouldn't try and fall into the good graces of some wealthy man either. That was pretty much the same, just a little less disgusting. No, she was hell bent on making money through her own effort. So, she would have to ask for help, at least in finding a job. Chicago wasn't like her home town. It was big and she didn't really have anyone she could count on.<br/><br/>Swallowing her pride when Johnny showed up in from his working area, April took a deep breath and straightened her posture. First thing she noticed was that Johnny was holding his head. Her mind wondered for a moment what had happened. Thinking for a moment, April concluded that she might have startled the man. A guilty smile showed up on her face, relaxing her previously tense expression. "Morning. I'm sorry, I startled you, didn't I?", the girl asked, forgetting her own troubles for a moment. "Mind if I take a look there?", she completed, nibbling on her lower lip while waiting for an answer - and hoping he wasn't mad at her.</div>