Looking Back

Tears tracked down her face, her cheeks red, and eyes swollen. She hiccupped and a great hole opened up within her chest, a storm filling the void there. Adalyn cast one last look over her shoulder as the taxi drove her away. She was finally away from the poverty and the struggle. They would do better without her. One less mouth to feed. She could finally go make something of herself.
She twisted back in her seat and tapped the driver. "To the city please." She wiped the tears from her face and released a shuddering breath. She relaxed against her seat, wet eyes pointed forward, and a determined look on her face.
Adalyn didn't ever plan on looking back.