Mary is the Minister of Finance at our fine emporium. Accountant doesn't do her justice. She's a master of spreadsheets and numbers, but more than that, she speaks English. She can explain financial things to non-financial brains, and she's able to ferret out the stickiest problems when they appear.
She has been recently been asked to return part-time to her old job as her former bosses made a mess of the whole thing in her absence. She couldn't be replaced by two people, and even now she's going up north three days a week to help them keep the wheels on the bus.
More than all this, she's become my friend.
It is due to Mary that I am able to sleep at night. It is my wish that every small business owner has his or her own Mary. But not mine.