Susan was picked up Friday morning and taken to stylist who completed her hair and makeup. They gave her a designer scent that they claimed was created just for her. I could see that Susan had never been handled like this before and she adored the experience. At lunch, Rebecca had handed her the scholarship letter and told her that this would be her last night and I would be her last customer. Susan was getting teary again, I guess she was having second thoughts about trusting Rebecca's word. When she described what happened when she walked into the restaurant I knew that I wasn't going to let Rebecca and...