Sarah
I had a choice, either I could hitch a lift back home or I could shift.
Of course, there had been a third option, I could have taken any money I had found at Justin’s house and got the bus but I wasn’t a thief.
Maybe now a murderer but not a thief.
And even if I was ok with taking money from a dead man, it was too late to go back now. The sun was already setting. Soon it would be fully dark.
I hadn’t walked for the last few hours to the edge of the city just to back track now.
So, I had wo choices.
Hitch hike.
I let my eyes drift across the field to the motorway I could see winding away in the distance. The lights of the cars blinking. But hitchhiking a a lone pregnant woman held its risks. I watched serial killer documentaries and had no wish to become a statistic by be
