Ginny longed for the day where she had peace, was healthy, and in love. But, looking at the broken figure staring back at her from a faded mirror she couldn't accept it was her refection. Who is this person, surely not me, but it was her. Frail from a drug habit introduced by her boyfriend who liked nothing better than keeping her high. The long ago beauty queen from Texas, the most popular, and most likely to succeed had disappeared after meeting this man in New York. This day she finally could see the image that made her sick to her stomach. She decided to make changes in her life by leaving him and New York. She worked for months regaining her strength and adding the lost weight. She slowly dropped her drug habit by pretending, and she stole money from dealers any where she could to be able to vanish and buy a plane ticket out of town. It was going as planned the day she took the opportunity to start a new life, but along the way in the wind and rain she became disoriented. She was running to catch a cab when she crossed the fatal exit from an office building. There her old life ended and a new one began the same day. Her past had been erased, and her new life of a best selling author began until the drug dealers spotted her face on the back of her book. They had been searching her for almost two years thinking she had od'd. She had taken vital records the FBI needed to put the dealers behind bars. She was now a target and doesn't know it, but soon will.