I took my phone out of my pocket and opened my banking app right there behind the reception glass.

My savings showed seven hundred and forty-two dollars, built up twenty dollars at a time over three long years at the clinic desk.

“I’ve got seven hundred and forty-two dollars in savings, total,” I said.

“That leaves you twenty-eight dollars,” Ben said.

“If she gets pulled over without insurance, it’s a five-hundred-dollar fine and her license gets suspended for six months,” I said.

“She needs that car to get to her shifts.”