He abandoned me in the pouring rain, thirty-seven miles from home. ‘Maybe the walk will teach you some respect,’ he said with a cruel smirk
He left me in the pouring rain, thirty-seven miles from home. ‘Maybe the walk will teach you some respect,’ he sneered. What he little knew was that I’d spent eight months preparing for this exact moment The rain came down in heavy sheets, soaking through my jacket almost instantly and plastering my hair to my…