Sara - Skating

In two months, Sara would be sixteen. Almost a woman. Almost able to leave home. If only she was a woman now. She could change her life. She could…. Sara had no idea what she could do, but at least there would be hope for change, hope for peace and security.

The skating rink was busy. It is the only one for about fifty miles or at least until the next good size town, so most of the youth show up here to have fun and interact. There was no drinking so kids of any age could come. Her friend, Tabitha, went with Sara and sat next to her as they watched the other skaters. They had been skating for over an hour and were taking a break. A Coca-Cola was in their hand as they looked around the active center.