“Home, sweet Home,” she thought sarcastically as she entered the cheap apartment where her family now lived.
The sour smell of failure wafted through the room like a recession-scented air ‘freshener’.
Each day when she got home from her part-time job at Wendy’s, she tried to scrub another nasty area of the disgusting place she refused to call home.
Turning on the small TV screen for distraction, she filled her bucket in the discolored sink. “Government advisers are heartened by the upward economic trend…blah, blah, blah, blah…”
"This is never going to come out," she thought as she scrubbed at the spot on the worn carpet.
“Oh, yea,” she contemplated bitterly, “I am most definitely heartened by this phenomenal, upward trend.”
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