Vanessa was now in that breakdown, but she was as frugal as he was. And that made Scotty very happy.
Vanessa was sitting at the dinette watching him as he sat on the couch working on his finances.
"We are making ends meet. We're nowhere near the poor house, babe." He replied.
"Money is going out but it's not coming in." Vanessa said.
Scotty drew in a long breath. "True, and we can't stay this way forever. But there is no rush. You need to trust me on this. There is money."
"I'm going to get a job. It's about time that I did."
He put down his pencil. "What kind of job?"
"Singing. Performing."
He smiled. "That sounds good. I'd like to see you perform. I wish I had caught one of your shows. I bet you were amazing."