They had been having a meeting. Megan, Kelsey, and Jenny. They had wanted to take the story she was working on and turn it into a movie.
Then Megan exploded, got greedy, and stole the story. Kelsey gritted her teeth, remembering the day. Megan had claimed that she wrote the story and was on her way to a producer.
The tears came. Kelsey wiped them away.
Today was my birthday. My friends had thrown me a party. Yet I feel so empty and alone.
The silence around her seemed to only created an echo for her despair.
Where is God?