“I don’t want you to go back to work in the bar, Lek. Not right away. You have been so good to me, introducing me to your friends and family that I want to give you something.”
He handed her 10,000 Baht.
“I know it is not much, but you can have two weeks holiday in your vil age and take over from Ayr next month. What you think?”
She didn’t know what to think. It was something and nothing.
It was not a token of affection and, although she could last for two months on that in the vil age, she still had to relieve Ayr or give up the job. It was not just only money, but an almost completely useless gift.
“Thank you,” she said, “if you want to pay for me to go see my daughter for two weeks, I wil do that. Thank you from me and from Soom. She wil be happy if I stay
