It was a whole network of safe places for victims of domestic violence, though they were meant for humans. But who can be picky in that situation?! In one of these crisis centres, Merry was finally able to get at least some breathing space and help.
And then she met Him! Merry hissed letting out air from her lungs. Memories of the night before last, every now and again tried to crawl into consciousness, no matter how hard she worked to drive them away. Her whole body was still vibrating from experience.
And how could she confuse what she felt like a girl to Ralph, with this ?! Running in the morning twilight from Roger, Merry felt like she has torn a piece of her heart off and left it behind.
