Meeting Jacob
The man’s name was Jacob. He guided her gently to a broken shack on the town’s edge. Damp wood, smoke, and sorrow filled the air.
“It isn’t much,” he said softly. “But you’ll be safe here.”
Emily sat on a thin mat, tears pressing at her eyes. Was this her fate—married to a homeless man, trapped in a life of rotting wood and despair?
But that night, something shifted.
