**** Alyssa ****
It is the next morning, and in my barely awakened and drowsy state, it takes me a few moments to register where I am. This bed is comfortable enough, but my bed in Enzi’s pack was super comfortable. Well, it was physically comfortable anyway, a cloud of perfectness with soft, luxurious bedding. The problem was the man and his mission to break me. He nearly succeeded until I remembered I’m way too stubborn for that.
I make my bed, dress in my new outfit, find something for breakfast, and try to figure out what to do with my life. I want to do something that helps people, maybe work in a school, become a counselor, maybe be a lawyer or a doctor is my calling. I can’t get a job without ID, and I can’t go to school without ID. That’s my first problem.
Could I find a good p
