Gretchen kept the steeple in view. Surely, a place that had a steeple with a cross was a place where she could find refuge and help.
Footsore, dirty, hungry, tired to the bone, she trudged until she saw a parking lot. No cars. The sign in front of the building was a real estate “For Sale” sign that had been covered with a SOLD! banner.
Underneath, she read, “New Home of Community Theatre, Open in Summer of 2022!”
She crumpled, fading as she hit the ground. Her body was a grisly welcome for the renovation crew.