The wind is blowing through my hair, the guy whose name is Storm, is driving like this is his last ride, and I love it. I'm glad I didn't chicken out, and gladder that I'm going to have a hot bath and hot meal when we arrive at this Clubhouse, he told me about.

He said I'm one of them now. Storm said that I'll never have to be hungry again. It's crazy that I agreed, but his brown kind eyes told me he was certain, that he'll take care of me and I believe him.

For the first time I ...