The first rays of sunlight filter through the tree branches as I lie on the ground, wrapping a quilt tightly around me. I’m not sure how much time has passed, but judging by the light, it’s already afternoon. Luckily, I had the foresight to bring some snacks. They won’t sustain me for long, but for now, they’re enough to keep hunger at bay.

This hiding spot won’t be safe forever. I need a plan, but at this moment, the taste of freedom is too sweet to ignore. Tugging on ...