Chapter 13
Northern Minnesota
The policeman escorted Alice, Sarah, and Sam up to the door of their house. Alice kept looking behind her. Sarah’s hands were shaking, and Sam’s eyes were round with fear.
“I can stay here with you for an hour,” the policeman said. “That should be long enough for you to pack enough belongings to last you for a while. Then I’ve got to bring you back to the shelter. We’ve got so much territory to cover.” He smiled in apology. “I’m really sorry, ma’am. I know you should be able to stay in your home and feel safe, but we just don’t have the manpower to protect people from their own families. And sometimes those are the most dangerous of all.”
They slowly walked through the house with plastic bags in hand; they had instructions to bring only what was necessary
