Post by Teresa Moreno on Feb 28, 2007 15:03:28 GMT -5
Teresa prowled the market, looking for anything worth stealing. Her shoes tapped against the stone bath and she pulled her hood over her face incase she was recognised. She grabbed and apple from a stall and took a large bite. People banged into her but she just carried on after giving them dirty looks. Why was it everything she looked at reminded her of her lonely life? She pulled out the picture and smiled, before carrying on down the street.
