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Cain sat at his kitchen table and looked over the mounting bills. A month behind in rent, overdue loan repayments on his car and no food in the fridge; moving out of home and into his own place now didn't seem to be the great idea it had been a year earlier. The last six months had been the killer. The construction company he worked for had lost a number of contracts leaving him working only two days a week turning a 'STOP/SLOW,' sign on a road project. His father's advice not to quit school was now becoming more and more telling. Looking at the time on his phone he was thankful it was a Thursday and his weekly dinner at his parents house. His stomach grumbled as he picked up his keys and left more than an hour earlier than usual.

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*quot;What do you mean you're only working two days a week?*quot; Harold asked as he handed his son an open cola bottle across the table.

Evelyn approached and placed down a bowl of cut bread stick and Cain was quick to reach for a piece. *quot;I thought you had a contract, aren't they required to give you a certain amount of hours?*quot; His mother asked, sitting down at the table with her husband and son.

Cain shook his head and finished a mouthful. *quot;Not under the new agreement we all signed. There was a pay rise but no minimum hours.*quot;

*quot;Well that's not good enough,*quot; Evelyn protested. She reached out and touched the back of Cain's hand. *quot;Are you O.k for money honey? Your father and I are happy to help out.*quot;

Before Cain had a chance to answer, Harold broke in. *quot;Well, I did tell you not to leave school. I knew something like this would happen.*quot;

Evelyn rolled her eyes. *quot;Yes darling we're all aware of your opinion. I'm serious Cain, if you need some help, just ask.*quot;

Cain's father again interjected. *quot;I have an idea!*quot;

*quot;Oh my god Harold, give it a rest. He's not going back to school!*quot; Evelyn remarked, still holding her son's hand.

*quot;I was going to say, why doesn't he go and work with you!*quot;

Cain raised his eyebrows at the out of the blue proposal. He noticed his mother was also taken by surprise at the idea.

*quot;What do you mean? I don't have any experience at accounting.*quot; Cain remarked.

Harold ignored his son's comment and kept his gaze on his wife. *quot;You were just telling me you have to employ someone. Why not our boy?*quot;

Evelyn sat back in her chair, taking her hand from Cain's in the process. He was slightly disappointed as her touch had felt quite nice. *quot;Well I suppose...*quot; Evelyn looked into space running the idea through her head. *quot;The only thing is the anti nepotism code at Fisk