She had to get away. "Anywhere but here," repeated in her mind like an impulse. And so she left; South, to the City of Angels. While passing through Sacramento, still 7 hours from the valley, her phone rang. It was her brother, a reminder of what she was driving away from. He had been stabbed during a drug deal. Though his injury was minor, worry consumed her. She tightly gripped the wheel, focusing on the vacant path ahead. "With distance, will come solace," she thought. As the road stretched into the night, the city lights behind her faded. The City of Angels awaited her, promising a fresh start.