The dagger that was about to fall apart was made anew as it gleamed as much as his bald head. Mr. Jenkins became speechless after his dagger was passed back to him. He stared at his tool like it was a foreign object as he forgot we were still in front of him.
"How much do you want?" He asked Olive when he came back to his senses.
"I don't need any money. I just wanted to help since I saw how hard you work while harvesting the vegetables my family eats," Olive frantically waved her hands in denial.
"Take this," the old man forced Olive to take a tiny copper coin in her hand.
Olive tried to give the coin back to Mr. Jenkins by putting the coin on the surface of his stall. But, Mr. Jenkins immediately intimidated her into agreeing to take the payment.
"I don't believe in free work," he g
