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Amy Rogers didn’t realize what a really bad fix she was in until the morning of the day the money was due.
She had taken the job as door-to-door salesgirl for Star Cosmetics only for a few months. She had planned to use the extra money to help out with the bills while her husband Tom’s new hardware store got off the ground. The newlyweds had plunged their life’s savings into the store. And while it was in a good location, and Tom was a hard worker, the going was still a little rough at first.
Amy didn’t mind being a Star Girl one bit, actually. If it weren’t for Tom’s reluctance to see her working at all, she might continue with it indefinitely. For one thing, the line of products was so good it nearly sold itself. For another, she kind of enjoyed going into other people’s houses, seeing how they lived, what kind of furniture they had.
She was a friendly, outgoing type of person. She enjoyed chatting with her customers, sharing a cup of coffee with other young women like herself while their husbands were off at work.
Fictional reading for entertainment purposes only. Note: This story is the same as catalog number TB-1036 in the original publications (a duplicate).