I had a plan... It was bulletproof. Or so I thought. Get a degree, find a decent job... Not so much. Now two years into "adulting" I was a nanny AND an Uber driver with a massive student loan debt. I guess almost everyone else my age was in the same boat. So.. jobs are hard to find. But luck fell into my lap and I landed a gig at a small northern town TV Station reporting news. I would love to say I made it to North Slope but I didn't. I'm not even entirely sure about what happened that night... did Beau protect me from the Wolves or was that all in my head?
