She had even managed to save a tidy sum for her contingency plan, when the inevitable retirement day arrived and she would go back to her vil age to live, unless she met a wealthy, single foreigner, who wanted to take her and her daughter back to his own country.
That was the goal; that was the ultimate dream and she had been chasing it for 10 years. The contingency plan was to open a smal shop in the vil age and marry a kind farmer. True, she would probably have to settle for quite an older man in this scenario, but she had had a good innings so far and she would take care of him, if he were kind to her daughter.
If she had stayed in her village, she would have been married to a farmer of her own age for about twelve years by now and have three or four children.
