Returning to the Grahams

Graham town was three days journey from South City by road. No one wants to go on a tiresome journey like that, but Saffron is on budget, taking a flight would ruin her plans. At the same time, Graham town has no airport to begin with.

The serenity in the train scared Saffron. It was too peaceful and quiet for her situation. Although she loved atmospheres like this in the past, but recently, she preferred the noises and ruckus. It made her feel safe, knowing that there were people around her.

All that had happened in the Clinton’s household had driven Saffron into the stage of constant fear and a need to be at alert. She left the Clintons when the children weren’t around. If they wanted to find her, they won’t break a sweat to achieve that.

She sighed for the umpteenth time as she rested her head on the window. “Not like the Grahams are any better,” she sighed again and slowly closed her eyes, probably for some sleep– it was the third day anyway and she hasn’t been able to lully her