Louisa The night was quiet as the moon cast a glow over the empty streets. My feet ached from walking, but I couldn't stop. The cold clung to my skin, slipping past my sleeves. I wrapped my arms around myself tighter, not that it helped much. I had nothing, no money, no phone, and no clue where I was headed. A car suddenly drove by but when it passed me, it slowed and began reversing toward me. My heart skipped a beat. Every nerve in my body screamed at me to run, but I didn't. The car stopped beside me. I couldn’t see much through the tinted window, just the silhouette of someone in the driver’s seat. Slowly, the window rolled down, and I held my breath. A woman sat behind the wheel, someone I didn’t recognize. A sly smile spread across her face as she leaned slightly forward and said, “Louisa King… it’s been a long time.” Wow, Someone who knows me. She looked like she was in her late forties or early fifties. She looked gentle, yet too serious with the red lipstick on her
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