Tracey's Secret

"Right now I am really mad," Tracey Flagler, my proverbially Nice Girl Next Door, had scribbled furiously in her diary. "I want a million dollars right away. I want to be independently wealthy so that I do not have to do anything. My life just seems to be so stupid sometimes that I no longer want eternity. Who wants eternal stupidity? Eternity sounds so exhausting! I want amazing things to happen. I want to see myself as amazing. I am angry that I have to work tonight. I am mad that I have ...