A way out?

For the next few days, Saffron had nothing better to do other than to be at the field, planting. It’s been five days since she returned to the orphanage and Madam Graham didn’t ask for her like she thought. Everywhere seemed too peaceful to the extent Saffron almost believed that Madam Graham might have forgotten about her, because, in the past, no day went by without the Matrons yelling abusive words at her with the permission from the Madam.

It would be nice if they truly forgot about her existence, that way she could peacefully take care of her pregnancy. While she was brooding, Alex came hurrying over.

“Sister Saffy!”

Saffron paused and looked in his direction, then sighed with worry. “I told you to stop running around. It’s still too early for you to be out. You aren’t even wearing enough to cover your chest. What if you catch a cold?”

Alex had been running for a while and now, he was having a hard time catching his breath. “I – sister, grandma is at Safe… Safe Haven.”

Saffron