Desperate to feel joy again Heather slid into her shoes, grabbed her jacket and went to the corner to purchase an ounce of Grade A Joy. This was the best joy on the block and fever since her daughter dying Heather has been yearning to feel some sliver of the emotion that left her body once she heard the news of her baby leaving this world. With every step she took down the street towards her dealer she started to remember the warmth, smiles and laughter that came with Joy. She remembered seeing joy in her daughters face and how it was infectious, how it would transfer over to her after hearing her daughter laugh at silly cartoons and jokes during dinner time or bath time. Each memory giving her hope that she could once again feel Joy, with the help of the drug and now with the help of her daughters memories. As she turned the corner she saw her dealer giving out bags of emotions. Sadness to one, Elation to another and Heather took her place in line. One by one people purchased their emotions and went on with their days.