The product of a faulty wired up world she didn’t know what to think next. Every day was a struggle, but just to get out of bed was a miracle. As each day passed life got that little bit easier. Sometimes it was like taking a step back; several steps back.
Out of work for months, this was her first job interview since she was sixteen. Bills were piled up on her table in order of importance. No time to wallow, nobody to pick her up when she fell down.
The phone rang at its usual time, and for the first time in months she thought about answering it. Her hands hovered over her mobile, and she picked up the receiver. The job could wait, but this call was important.