MINA
I started wandering around the park.
Maybe it wasn’t the smartest idea, but standing in front of that boutique any longer felt suffocating.
Mr. Sprinkles trotted beside me with confident steps as we trudged through the park. His paws tapped across the pavement, tail wagging like he had already forgotten the entire confrontation.
The park was livelier than I expected. Children ran between the booths, vendors calling out, colorful flags hanging overhead like dancing ribbons. It was a pleasant day. If I closed my eyes, I could pretend I was just another normal girl taking her dog on a walk.
But I didn’t dare close my eyes.
Not when I didn’t even have a phone. I’d never owned one aside from that old keypad Rowena gave me solely so she could contact me for errands. I didn’t even
