Her mom had warned her.

She had been warned time and again, but she had refused to
believe her. She had done everything right and she knew she would be rewarded for
doing so with the promotion. So when the promotion was given to her main rival, it
not only stung, it threw her belief system into disarray. It was her first big
lesson in life, but not the last.
Hopes and dreams were dashed that day. It should have been expected, but it still
came as a shock. The warning signs had been ignored in favor of the possibility,
however remote, that it could actually happen. That possibility had grown from hope
to an undeniable belief it must be destiny. That was until it wasn't and the hopes
and dreams came crashing down.
The lone lamp post of the one-street town flickered, not quite dead but definitely
on its way out. Suitcase by her side, she paid no heed to the light, the street or
the town. A car was coming down the street and with her arm outstretched and thumb
in the air, she had a plan.
"What is the best way to get what you want?" she asked. He looked down at the
ground knowing that she wouldn't like his answer. He hesitated, knowing that the
truth would only hurt. How was he going to tell her that the best way for him to
get what he wanted was to leave her?
You know that tingly feeling you get on the back of your neck sometimes? I just got
that feeling when talking with her. You know I don't believe in sixth senses, but
there is something not right with her. I don't know how I know, but I just do.