"Hey, are you okay?" asked the voice. It was young, like hers. But, it was a boy's voice. Confusion over sweeping her tears, Tabitha opened her eyes. She saw a smallish boy crouching beside her, his hand re-assuring as he was touching her shoulder. His cap sat slightly askew upon his red-haired head. His brown eyes radiated concern. He wore woollen rags, nothing fancy, just brown shirt and pants.
Tabitha said nothing, she was still getting over the shock and surprise. She really thought the shadow had come for her. But instead, it was this boy, a common boy. Most like her, despite being a girl and slightly younger and taller then him.
As she continued to stare at him, Ben
started to feel uneasy and removed his hand from her shoulder.
Without saying another word, Ben
started walking back up the alleyway.
"Thank you," he had heard a soft voice say.
Without looking back or stopping, Ben
wandered out of the alleyway, leaving the girl in the nightgown behind.
Tabitha had quietly called out as the boy was leaving. Wether he heard her or not, she did not quite know.
Getting to her feet, Tabitha wandered through the dark corridors, the back alleyways of London.
With the smoke and clouds above her, Tabitha knew any moment it was going to rain. There was only one safe place for her when it rained, Madame Claudia's.
(to be continued...)