I slumped into the chair, feeling my defeat crush deep into my bones. What now? See if someone else was hiring? Like the brothel? The idea made me numb, hollow, and maybe that would be how it would feel lying on a bed with a stranger on top of me. I might as well be dead. 

Right now, I wasn't though. I could still find a way to survive the winter. I could steal food, but without sight, I couldn't see who might be watching me and then afterward throwing me in jail. Terrible ...