Everything was supposed to change the day she received her real estate license. The previous two weeks had been nothing but constant studying, and the night before the exam she hadn’t slept at all. Between working full-time as a receptionist at The Gilman Agency and taking classes, not a moment was wasted. Like most young people in Aspen, after college she had come for the skiing but quickly found working as a sales associate in the pro shops to be too mind-numbing and ambitionless. She answered an ad to pay the bills and find something more challenging. It only took a few months before she realized she had a knack for understanding the ins and outs of real estate. All you really had to do was learn how people worked, and wasn’t her sociology degree at least good for that? Besides, it wasn’t all bad. She and Steve, her boss, got along, and every Friday the agency hosted a happy hour in the office.