Little One

It was a rainy day in Port Angeles, Washington. Who would've thought any different? After all, it is in the middle of January. The morning was cold, there was tension in the air. The kind you wanted to roll up and cry in. Valerie Martin wished she could do just that. There was no way she could ever do that, not after last night. She had to stay strong. There was no telling what else could go wrong.
"Where do you think you're going, Princess?"