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Abigail spent the first day in tears. The second day she wallowed in self-pity and frustration. The third, fourth, fifth, and sixth day she toiled away, desperately searching for freelance gigs online. And on the seventh day, December 1st, Abigail started packing up her apartment.
Getting fired had come as a shock. Getting fired immediately after Thanksgiving ended a year that had started off tentatively bad and looked like it was ending bang on horrible.
She began the year with a break up from her on-again, off-again, never committing boyfriend. If you could really call him that. Then she'd been demoted to part-time in her position as a contract graphic designer for a mid-level, sometimes sleazy marketing firm. In the middle of the summer her unofficial roommate had moved out to get
