Red Wine for Breakfast
She said goodbye to Russ, the station, fifty-seven unwanted pounds, and her birth name.
That was five years ago. Now, Jenny was faced with the decision of whether to stay with the security of KKTM or try to find a new wall to hang her FCC License. At thirty four, she had paid her dues with her years of experience, so maybe it was time to move on. Whatever her future decision was going to be, the one fact that remained foremost in her mind was that there was nothing to hold her back, and no man holding her, either. Not now, not tonight, and maybe, not ever. It was a thought Jenny quickly put out of her mind as she opened the massive soundproof doors that led to the heart and soul of KKTM-FM.
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