Madison found it difficult to control the smile that formed on her face, as she walked out the doors of the bakery and began to head home.
Work today had been great as there hadn't been a lot to do today, and she had also been commended by her supervisor.
Madison knew that this meant something good. It meant she was doing her job well, and also it meant that there was hope. Hope for longer retainment, hope for a… promotion. Of course she didn't say this out to anybody, but still she was so proud of herself for getting this far.
A month ago, coupled with all she had been through she wouldn't have believed it if someone told her that she would have been at this point now, but here she was, with a stable income.
A few more months and she might even be moving out of her dingy apartment,
