You get a minimum wage job at the water radish packing plant. The work has really put you off of water radishes. The powerful eye watering scent clings to your clothes after work, stains your car with sharp scent. But its steady work. Your skeletal frame begins to fill out from being able to afford food again. You even decide to buy a instrument and try to get a band going. Not too many groups around Lake Crump it seems.