My name is (First Name) (Last Name). I live in (City Name), where houses are average, yards are small, cars are American and the people are from everywhere. Currently I had been fired from my old job at selling underwear at Dillard's, had no food in my fridge , I am driving a car I can't afford and about 3 dollars in the bank. Right now I was driving into my parent's driveway and if my dashboard clock was working I was 5 minutes late, which also meant that mother probably thought I was dead. She was standing on the front porch with her hands on her hips "(First Name) (Middle Name) (Last Name) I thought you were dead, and your father is getting hungry!" "I'm 5 minutes late mama calm down, what's for dinner?" "Pot Roast, dried out but, pot roasts none the less"

Those five short minutes that I was late to dinner, my mother spent waiting to her sirens, my Nana spent rambling on about who that we knew had died that week and my father spent thinking about ways to kill Nana and where to hide the body.

About 30 minutes into dinner "And you know who else died? Randy Anderson! 73 years old, heart attack" "Oh, his poor kids-(Name) you haven't touched your roast!" I sighed; sooner or later I had to tell them," I have some bad news" "Oh My God! You found a breast lump!" she yelled touching her breasts "(Mother's Name)!" my father yelled "No, no! Not a lump Jesus Mom! I got laid off from Dillard's" everyone looked shocked, "6 months ago" "6 months ago! And you're just now telling us!" "And about 10 minutes before they tow away the car" "Jesus Christ your just now telling us all of this!" my father yelled at me with a mouth full of green beans," You know what you need hon'?" my Nana asked my parents decided to answer that for me "A job" my father said still eating "A husband" we all looked at mother "You know, Freddy Walters is single!" me and my grandmother rolled our eyes "I was married once before, I didn't like it" I just got divorced about a year ago. Freddy Walters was a short fat and awkward man with what little black hair he had made into a comb over, he owned the electronic store.

Before anyone could say anything else we heard a car being towed. We all ran over to the window looking out to the street, I knew it was car they were towing. "Don't worry it's just my car." "I thought you said 10 more minutes!" my Nana yelled. My mother ran upstairs "I can't take this anymore!' and my father ran after her going to comfort her, I don't know what they're all worked up about, they were towing my car.

A few hours later my father drove me home. I looked around my apartment. In my living room I had old blue futon, a plastic chair and a small table. All of which were probably as old if not older than Nana. I had gotten rid of most of the other furniture to pay for rent for a couple more months after I got fired. I went to my kitchen and opened the fridge all that was in there was vegetables for my hamster Mr. Whiskers, eggs, Tabasco sauce, beer and some milk that probably wasn't to be trusted. I got out the vegetables for Mr. Whiskers I put a carrot in his cage and decided it was probably a good idea to just go to bed after today's ordeal.

*~Next Morning ~*

The next morning I woke up to the sound of knocking on my door. I almost didn't get it scared it would be my landlord telling my rent was late. I got up and opened the door to find my Nana smiling at me "Well finally!" she said dramatically "Hey Nana" "I have a little present for you! Big Blue!" jingling the keys .Big Blue was a blue 240SX Nissan that Nana had been driving for ages "Oh Nana I can't take Big Blue" of course I could, but I did know my manners "What are you going to do? Ride the bus like a gypsy? No granddaughter of mine will be a gypsy! Or ride the bus!" she handed me the keys and petted my hair "And maybe run a comb or something through your hair, so you feel better" "I feel fine Nana" "Okay maybe to make ME feel better, now get dressed and drive me back home" As I was driving Nana home we started talking about me finding a job "Ya' know your cousin Francis is looking for a recovery agent at his bond company" "Ugh Franny? He tried to make-out with me at my own wedding", but I did need a job so maybe I should just suck it up and go to Franny's bond company.

I got dressed in a (favorite color) dress suit and put my hair and went to Franny's bond recovery company. Every criminal and sleaze had been threw his company, Franny's company was about hiring recovery agents to catch people who missed court dates or broke their bonds. Francis was sick guy when it came to sex, I didn't listen to gossip much, but from what I had heard he would get random women mainly hookers when he got horny even if he was married and don't even get me started on what I heard he did to that duck.

I walked in and I saw a girl with long brown hair with orange flowers clips, green eyes and a large chest."(Name)? (First Name) (Last Name) is that really you?" "Uh….Yes?" "It's me! Elizveta Hetavetrary! You went to high school with my cousin! Natalia" "Oh yeah! Oh is she doing?" "Not so good, big as a house, but anyways please don't tell me you're here because you got in trouble with the police or something?" she asked with a worried look. "No! No! I'm actually heard that you have a job offer" "Oh yeah, that" she looked unamused "You'll have to talk to Francis in the back and to tell you the truth I know he's your cousin and all, but if I could find another job I would run out of here like there was no tomorrow." "Yeah I know, but I'm desperate" she gave me a sad looked and pointed me to his office.

I walked in and Francis was doing paperwork until he heard me come in "Hey Franny" "Don't call me that" "Whatever I need a job, the recovery agent thing" "I heard you got laid off, but no sorry I don't want to give you it since you have no experience it get dangerous out there with all those criminals" "Well, it's either catch or become a criminal at this point" "That bad huh?" "Yes, and besides you put your tongue in my mouth at my wedding" he looked shocked and blushed out of embarrassment "You know I was very drunk! And you looked like someone I knew" "I was wearing a big white dress and a veil." I sat silently and looked at me with frustration and then a grin popped onto my face "You know I used to get my nails done by a very chatty woman, with long blonde hair, can't recall her name though…" "H-How chatty?" "VERY, anyways how's your wife?"