The sun arose over the ocean horizon and sprayed a bright light into the many windows of the large condos. A room on the 14th floor housed Rita, an everyday woman trying to make a living. She climbed from her bed, stretching her limbs outwards and yawning. She took a look down at the beach; she had planned to take a day of relaxation after searching for new jobs all week long. The day was already bright and the ocean was reflecting the sun into her eyes. She had chosen the perfect day.
