02-20-2020, 06:34 AM
(This post was last modified: 05-30-2020, 10:50 AM by Alice Appleton.)
[Content warning: Reference to child marriage]
It was early in the evening, and Alice was running through the streets and yards and barely watching where she was going. She was crying once again. After father had brought her home from the station, a fight had ensued - that was, father had shouted at her, and had tried to talk sense into her, and Alice had withdrawn into herself more and more, until she had suddenly started crying and had run out once more. She didn't know where she was going. She had nowhere to go after all.
Alice turned a corner and bumped into someone.