a car, and she’s frightened again. Her pants are wet. She’ll get in trouble. The woman says…A woman. That’s alright. Not him. Women are safe. Not always, but safer than him. 

 

“You’re sure this is the right way? What street is it?”

 

“I’ll know it when I see it.” 

 

Why does this woman look so worried? Is he after them? Why doesn’t she drive faster then?

 

“Here!” But is it? She thought she recognized the house, but now… The woman makes her stay in the car. She goes to the door, up a nice stone path, yes, that’s… is that the old tree? The woman knocks and knocks and rings the doorbell and after a while she comes back to the car.

 

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