Elayne Jade had suffered from migraines since puberty. The headaches came on when she was stressed. Or when she ate too much sugar. And also during the rare times when she’d had one too many drinks.
She was stressed. She remembered that much. Her job as a school guidance counselor had been her dream since her first Career Day in middle school. Now that she was in the counseling suite in the halls of her alma mater, the politics of the position had been tying her in knots for the last few years.
That stress had driven her to keep chocolate candies in her purse. She"d filled up the belly of her bag for the weekend she"d spent at a counseling conference. She had the distinct memory of reaching for one of the foil-wrapped stressbusters at the end of the conference yesterday, and she"d come a
