Is my life trash?

I mean, I guess you could say that. I’ve been in garbage relationships time and time again and I haul sanitation day in and day out. I’m what you’d call a garbage woman, but I think it’s nicer to say I’m a waste management professional, sanitation engineer, or my all time favorite: Trash Queen. Let’s be honest, it’s the men in this town who are garbage . . . the single ones anyway.

Those were my thoughts exactly until one day my job led me to the most gorgeous specimen I had ever seen in my life.

Khiry Lexington was a mystery. He was a smooth talker with a genuine smile and what appeared to be a heart of gold. So, why was he single? What was he doing in Sunray Sunny, California?

After spending the last seven years looking for something I thought was lost forever, Khiry gave me hope again that the relationship I craved wasn’t hidden in the dumps.

They say another man’s trash is another man’s treasure . . .

I don’t know who they are, but I hope they’re right.