Brand New

She held the check in her hands. She looked down at it occasionally, just to make sure it was still there. She clutched it tightly walking down the street, hoping it was real.

She’d left the box in her trunk. The one filled with all the knick-knacks that rested on her usually sunny desk. She laughed out loud.

She was free.

Truly free. She could do as she pleased. She could visit a museum during the day. She could sit and relax in a hammock listening to the gurgle of the nearby stream. She could listen to the birds and relearn their calls.

She could reinvent herself.

She had longed to for so long now, she felt relief slipping in with each breath. With every step she felt lighter than she had in years.

She was ready.

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