Shit! Joy Murphy exclaimed as she pounded her fist on the wheel of her broken down car. I can't believe the last possession I own is now useless, why did I ever think I could do anything right? Oh, now I know, my ex-husband let me know every day how stupid I was and that I could never do anything without his help.

I sat in my car, which is serving as my home for the time being wondering what the hell I was going to do. My chest started to ache, I started to sob. Did I really deserve this? It's true I've made too many mistakes in my life to count, not leaving Roger was my first. He controlled everything. Everything set him off, especially me. The final straw was the loss of my pregnancy, stress the doctors had told me. I would never be able become pregnant again, I loved the baby I was carrying so much. It was the only family I had.

So for the next year and a half I saved every penny I could. Then one day after roger left for work I did it, I left. To this point I have no idea how to take care of my life, my ex made sure of this, but now I'm determined to make up for so much lost time and happiness.

As shitty as my luck is, there must be an angel looking out for me. As I look around the small Nevada town, I see a sign in a medical supplies store: driver wanted no experience needed. I said to myself, you can do this.

"Hi," my name is Joy... I really need a job.