Jemma, a woman in her early to mid-twenties stand before the audience on the ledge of an apartment building that she grew up in. It was the one place as a child that she felt safe. After her mother finally leaves her abusive father leaving Jemma behind, she must figure out how to maneuver her life alone. Her father was not a nice man, but Jemma was his princess and he always treated her better than he did her mother. But as the bills pile up and he loses his grip on reality he tells her that she is no longer his princess but his wife. As the abuse ensues and the stack of bills becomes a mountain, he believes the only thing of value that he has, is his daughter. At age eight he drives her to a location, pushes her out of the car with tears in his eyes selling her to a man who traffics women and children never to be seen again. Jemma then lives a life of drugs, abuse, and unspeakable realities for many years until in a matter of seconds she sees a moment to take her freedom back, and she does. She slips out of an unlocked door and runs, runs, runs back home. She climbs to the roof of the building and for the first time in many years she takes a breath. A free and clear breath. She remembers her mother telling her that if she loos over the edge, she can see the wings of angles floating up to Heaven. Will she be able to hitch a ride on them, or will her captivity keep her balancing on the ledge for the rest of her life.
