Page 3 of Anarchy
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Once we get into Lizzie's room, I tell her my plan.
“What do you mean you’re leaving?!” Lizzie’s voice is frantic.
“I can’t stay here.” I look out the window knowing I don’t have much time.
“Where are you going to go?” she grabs my arm.
Lizzie is right to worry. I have no family left. No one to turn to.
Except for one person.
"I'm going to go find my aunt Lucy."
“What!”
I shush her worrying someone will hear us.
“She’s a sinner! You know what we’ve been told about her.”
That may be true, but right now she’s all I have.
