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I sat in a chair by my hotel window watching the rain fall and holding my breath while the phone rang. I was overdue for a check in with my friends and still didn't want to make this call. I've been in Seattle for over a week and haven't seen much of anything but my hotel room.
My friends all believe that I came here to search for another ex-boyfriend, but the truth is that there are no more old boyfriends to find. I lied to them and came here to hide until I could figure out what to do with myself. I only chose Seattle because I found a really cheap online ticket and it's about as far as you can get from Florida.
I feel awful for lying, but I just can't face the truth yet. I'm not sure what I was looking for when I started this mess, but I haven't found it yet and I'm starting to believe that I never will.
I feel like I’ll be going home a bigger loser than I was when I left.