Sitting in front of her computer, looking through the various job websites intensely, Jessica leaned back. Taking off her reading glasses she rubbed her nose in-between her eyes. “What am I going to do for money? The job market for an educational psychologist was so high when I entered Grad School. But now I can’t find a job if I tried to bribe the school district,” thought Jessica Holms.
Sighing, Jessica went back to looking for a job as a school psychologist. But it felt hopeless too fine a job as a school counselor. Her local school district was downsizing its work force, there
Karen was 24, slender with a athletic body yet she was not into sports. Her athletic build came from all the work she had to do on her parents small farm where they raised horses. Being around horse all her life she loved them as much as her father did and she felt more at home around the farm, and the horses there than at college where she was now going. College was still OK, and she went to the normal college parties that always seem to be going on every night, but she still was a bit of a loner. At college there was plenty of boys and even the few college professor that eyed her when ever she walked by, but she had no real boyfriend. She w