Week after week of traveling. That seemed to be all my life was right now-- maybe, that was all my life would be from this point on. I had no way of knowing if Jill or Jack had actually made it a priority to find me, or if this was just some cruel way to get me away from them. Either way, it didn't matter. I've been gone, and so have they. . . and though my feet ache, I've had much more rest than I've had in a long time. If I eventually have to fight-- I will accept that and go forth ready to give it my all.
Months have passed, and I've finally run out of money-- I've had to resort to stealing in order to pay for the things I need. Perhaps, if I went back to before any of this started, I would think twice before climbing through someones window. But, I've learned to take what it is that I need to survive.
They found me. Well-- Jill did anyways. I almost didn't rec