(MastoPrompt 11/20 Scuff)
"Mornin'," Dawn said as she set up her stand near the end of the market. It wasn't the best location, but she could afford the fee.
"Good morning," Tibold replied as he pulled out a coin.
Dawn smiled. He was her first customer every day even though his shoes often didn't have more than a rogue scuff or bit of dirt.
But it was easy work and a good start to each day.
When she'd finished, Dawn quietly stood and Tibold looked like he wanted to say something.
"Thank you," he finally managed.
Dawn nodded.
Well, maybe tomorrow.