I must use the little energy I have to keep going for the sake of my daughter. She would have wanted me to. The beast, Niekro, scratches himself in a million places, from his head to his stomach and even his feet. We all leave the cave and decide to go for a swim. Swimming is relaxing to the body; the waves of the ocean flow up to my ankles. It is comforting yet tickling. I laugh.

The phone rang some odd years ago.

Hello? A man says over the telephone.

Hello?

Is this Katie, Mrs. Katie Johnson? The older man's voice asks.

Yes, it is.

I'm Mr. Ramos, CEO of Freeman-Ramos Industries. We regret to inform you that we are downsizing our company, you will be out of a job by the 31st.

Yessir, I understand. Have a good day. I tell the man.

You do the same, ma'am.

I hang up the phone.

Adam?!

Yes?

I just lost my job. What are we going to do?!

Well, I guess we will have to use our savings to relocate; you will have to find new work.

But where?! I have lived in Miami my whole life. It's where I grew up; it's all I've ever known. We met here.

I know that, but we have to keep our shit together for our kids.

Okay fine. We'll go to London.

London?! We live in Florida. The best destination for tourists in America.

Um. Because it's different. Why else?