The cost of money

The girl in my class had always her hands full of money, of her dad working dead. And her heart was full of desire to help. Help.. So every once some of us forgot, she gave us some. Every once we wanted to give her, she told us: ,,to take money brings unhappiness", with the brightest smile heaven didn't saw in a while. It is not even about the amount of money, because she didn't even cared. That day: ,,Mia, here, I have your 10euros" She never asked but she knew, that Mark gathered one piece of 5euros from me and a bestfriend of mine, because we were the reason he forgot his money. She just said: ,,No, thank you". But I saw how she observed his eyes and didn't even took a look at the piece of paper in his hands. And the amount of hurt. And he like a confused blister. Because she knew, He would've cared, if he gave an amount of money of his own. His daddy had worked Hard too. To give her dad, the money back.