Alice didn't say a word to her aunt as she ran out the front door, past her mother, and into the back of the van. The dress landed on the floor at her feet, her eyes turned out the window away from the house and the wretched hour she'd just spent. It was only through a monumental effort Alice kept from weeping out loud, but there was nothing she could do about the tears that welled and ran in endless lines down her cheeks. Betty's door opened, her voice reaching Alice. "Thanks ...