Chapter Eight
The night was spent in misery. She stopped tugging at her confines quickly. There was no way she was going to get free. And what if she did? What would she do then? She would just be punished again for being disobedient. She could run away. But where was she to go? She didn’t know anyone who would take her in and not eventually betray her to her parents. She wouldn’t dare tell anyone what had happened tonight. It was too shameful. She had no money so she couldn’t get on a bus or a train and go somewhere. She knew that, being 18, the law wouldn’t force her to go back, but the moral sway of her parents, drummed in after year upon year of intense discipline and supervision, made going away from them without permission seem impossible.
And then there was the question of whether
