The one thing she hadn't seen much of, was women. It was odd, and Autumn wondered where were the mothers to the children playing ball, or the teens joining gangs, or even if there were wives to those daytime drinkers. The image of Candace pacing around Autumn's condo and peeking out the windows nervously, afraid to pick up Maylee for fear of only God knows what, struck a very loud cord. The thought settled deep within Autumn, causing a misshapen piece to Candace's puzzle to somehow fit in place.
Jeremy sat in the passenger seat, leaned back, with a hood over his head, and with ridged shoulders. It was the exact same demeanor he had the first time they drove through a similar neighborhood. Autumn wondered what he was hiding from, or if he was just as afraid to be there as herself. The latt
