[color=blue]"I doubt you would find it very interesting. Have you ever thought about what you would want to do once you returned to society?"[/color] Roxy asked as she made her way to the inventory wall. She climbed onto a ladder to reach the top bins. Surely Devika had something she wanted to do. Didn't everyone have a dream or goal. Whatever it was that the other woman had wanted to do was now possible. Roxy's only goal had been a free independent life. Which she sort of had. She knew that having an anchor would endanger the life she had built. She expected one of her father's men to show up any minute to make demands. Maybe by keeping the shop closed they could put that off a few days but she doubted it.