The souls of her feet hit the wet sidewalk as she took each step. Her body limp and exhausted as she carried her baby. It seemed as though she had been walking forever. The flowers on her once white sundress was now dirty and faded. She walked so many miles barefoot that now it felt like blisters covered her feel the same way her shoes would’ve. With each step she took, she mumbled her daughter’s name. Grace. Grace kept her heartbeat steady. Grace became the reason she lived to escape her past. Grace now was asleep. She listened to Grace’s soft snores as she took tiny steps on her damaged feet.

Her destination remained unknown for now.