One hot summer night a girl left her room on Durant Avenue and wandered into the world to look for love and fortune with only a full moon to guide her way.

She didn’t know where she was going or how she would get there or what she was looking for. She just knew, with the same unerring sense that told her which of her dreams would come true and which ones were just dreams, that she needed to go. And so she packed a change of clothing and a few days supply of underwear, closed her windows and turned off the fan, made her way quietly down the stairs without disturbing any of the household, and slipped out into the night, quietly locking the door behind her.

And then she started walking.