Serena Joy: the name I chose over my birthgiven one, Pam. I sit here, sometimes stand, in my sitting room, maybe unrustle my blue dress, and think, just to pass time. Not too much, however, or I might give myself a brain hemorrage, over how being married to Fred once was my happiness, and now might as well be my punishment. Every night, while I lay in bed, I dose off into the intimate nights he and I spent, and I am full of joy. But the momentary happiness is replaced when the Handmaid, in her overpowering red dress, walks into the room, and takes my place with Fred, and he doesn't do a thing to stop her...