The Death Of Zoe Baker

As Zoe sits on her bed, brushing her fingers through her cat's hair, she has to make the rough decision of going into work today. She knows she needs the money, but the thought of walking through those doors and looking the staff in the eyes, she would much rather scream until her lungs dried out than enter the establishment. Yet the monetary value of her career prevails, and she puts on her uniform. As she walks out the door she sees her father, today felt different. Zoe walked up to her dad and hugged him, for some reason she felt like she needed it before something happened. She climbed into her car, and headed to work.