As a prequel to the continuing series about Barbra’s Reawakening, I’ve decided to reach even further back to give a little bit of my background, my history, the events that made me who I am. Some of them are worthy of entertainment others are bit more tricky and only shed light when taken in context with the rest of the stories. But isn’t that life? Anyway this story, or the two of them anyway, reach back to my time in college and working full time mostly in a part time job delivering pizzas to pay my gas and insurance to allow me to commute to and from school and home. Remember this all happened before cell phones and the internet, cable TV was still in its infancy. The 80’s Big hair bands, big hair, a different time.
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It was hard for Jessica keep from screaming at the unfairness of it all.
Jessica felt as if her parents were betraying her for taking away everything she had built throughout the past few years. “How could they do this to me again?” she thought as she sat in the rear seat of the Honda Civic, hiding her tears of sorrow and pain. She, once again, had friendships that would now dwindle into oblivion. She would have to make new ones, a menial task that she was always over-anxious about. She worried that she would be remain in solitude if no one were to befriend her. Her heart sank deeper into her chest with every mile closer to their new ‘home.’ Having lived in 5 different cities and 3 different states at only sixteen years of age she was tired of moving and having to rebuild everything every few years.
“Can’t you just get a different job, dad? I mean…there are like thousands of them, right?” pleaded Jessica.
The car remained silent. Jessica turned her head and gazed out the window, despising everything she saw.
“That’s our house right there on the corner of that roundabout,” said her father.
“Oh, cool! We live next to a circle! I hope you know your job is a major pain, Major,” Jessica said mockingly, degrading her father’s rank.
