Wednesday's mother worried about her. She was always rushing around trying to please everyone who expected her company so she never got time to rest. Or meet any nice young men either, but Wednesday didn't much care about that anyway.
Wednesday was a good employee, showing up on time (or early) and leaving promptly at closing time (or a few minutes later). She had meetings to attend, or concerts, or church and choir rehearsal, or the gym in the evenings. She liked having things to do.
Wednesday resented having such a full schedule sometimes, though. She wished she could take off a few days for herself. A trip abroad might be nice, she thought. Or even a few states away. Something just for herself, to spend time doing what she wanted to do. Writing, reading, walking, eating... somewhere different with people she didn't know, or even alone. Yes, that's what Wednesday wanted. A chance to rediscover who she was, what she wanted to do, where she wanted to live.
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