[ RF ] A new city , a new beginning , and maybe at last , a place to call home .

She got a single bedroom apartment, a bit on the poor side, about an hour's commute into the city. Watching Denver's skyline from afar made it look like a giant chandelier. Hungry and tired, she walked into the kitchen and pulled out a small skillet and grabbed the eggs she bought when she picked up some necessities. Then broke two and listened to them crackle as someone in the apartment below her was listening to music pretty loud, while the apartment above her sounded like he was walking with heavy boots. 
 
 She put in a piece of bread into the toaster, and made herself a quick meal. Wondering the whole time,'is this worth it!?' The ambience of the apartment made her start imagining stories about what was happening in above and below. Then, someone next door started to join in the fray, it sounded like gun fire and cursing, she knew immediately:'video gamer'. 
 
 The next morning, her plant needed watering, she did n't know what kind it was and only knew that it was her mom's favorite one. She left and went to the convince store at the corner, it was on the way to her job at a local mall. It was a decent size and had about twelve stores. She was going to work at a jewelry store, her old boss knew a guy who knew a guy and pulled some strings to help her. 
 
 `` Jenna?'' A nicely dressed redhead woman stood behind a counter and began to walk out to greet her. 
 
 `` Hey'', her smile was automatic. `` Yeah, thats me. You must be Diane?'' 
 
 Her first day was pretty smooth, everything was pretty lateral coming from a small city in North Dakota. When she got home, she turned on her TV and plugged in her laptop to the HDMI input, and then opened Netflix. 
 
 `` What should we watch Ivysaur,'' she gave the plant a name and started wandering through her saved shows. `` I'm feeling very'Better Call Saul'-ish...'' 
 
 Boom-Boom-Boom-Boom-Boom-Boom-Boom.. 
 
 Her neighbor next door had a suitor over and they were testing the durability of the bed at 3 am. She laid there and remembered her last relationship. 
 
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 `` Jenna! I bet your cheating with him are n't you?!'' He said shouting from across the hallway. `` That fucking dil-hole Jeff!'My name's Jeff!''' 
 
 Jenna was packing up her bags and about to leave, `` I am just done with this Alex, all you do is fucking drink! You blame me for shit like I have all the time in the world to have an affair. I'm leaving, and I do n't want to put up with this shit anymore!'' She had a duffle bag on top of a rollaway trunk. 
 
 As she walked out, she looked at her Super Nintendo that she had since she was a little girl, one last time. It lay in pieces against the wall. She had trouble down the stairway a little, and managed to fit everything in her car trunk. When she got in, she could see her eye was swollen and darkening, he hit her pretty hard this time. 
 
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 The next day, a pigeon had attacked her window and passed away outside her window. She picked him up with a plastic bag and put him inside a old shoe box, then buried him by a bush outside her apartment. She went back in and washed her hands, then went for a run. 
 
 During her first weekend off, she sat at in her apartment wondering what this had in store for her. She got her internet and phone set up, they tried to sell her a bundle for cable but she did n't need it. She started writing, and did so for the whole day. She got eleven pages of material to work with on her novel. She also managed to make Rice-a-roni and even talked to her mom since she got down to Denver. 
 
 `` Hey baby,'' her mother's tone was always welcoming, and it always felt like a hug for her ears. 
 
 `` Hey mom,'' She replied longingly. I do n't want to bore you with the details so, they talked about her moving, how she liked it, and what she was planning on doing there. 
 
 She met this girl. She worked down at the Cinnabon, she was funny. Her actual name was Bertha, but she told Jen to call her Lynn. 
 
 `` Bertha,'' A large framed woman in her late 30's spoke with a southern accent. `` My poppa was crazy to think I would want that name. I ai n't liking that. Like I said though, you should come over on Saturday! We are having a barbecue to celebrate my birthday, I'd be glad to have you.'' 
 
 `` Really?! It'd be no hassle? I just do n't know anyone.'' She smiled, the new city, a new beginning, and maybe at last, a place to call home was finally showing itself. 
 
 `` Yeah?! Just bring you and maybe some Doritos...'' Lynn's face dropped into a serious look, `` I have a feeling they will be really useful for you to have. I'll introduce you to my cousin, Calvin.''
