When Dan greeted her, she offered him a radiant smile. Then, as her fingers curled around the strap of her pocketbook, a little frown pinched her forehead. “I was wondering if it would be all right if I left the shop during my lunch hour today. There’s an apartment for rent in the building two doors down, and I’d like the opportunity to look at it before it’s taken.” “You’re planning to move?” She nodded. “My rent’s going up to sixty-fivedollars in a few weeks, and since I live on the south side of town and have to catch the bus to get here, I thought if I could find something closer, it would be the wise thing to do.” Dan’s heart went out to Bev. He could see by her troubled look that she was probably struggling financially. Many people had been faced with financial hardships during the war. “Mend and make do.” That was the motto for the women in America. From the looks of the patches he’d seen on the knees of Amy’s overalls the other day, Dan figured Bev had done her share of mending.
