She couldn’t bear it any longer. She quickly got out of bed & quietly snuck out the door. Once outside the hotel she was running again. She felt like she had that first night she ran away. After a little over an hour she finally reached the top of the hill of the street she lived, and she stopped. She realized she had made a promise to herself never to come back, and look where she was. But she had to. This was her kid. She knew her own home and so she knew that none of the windows would be locked. She sneaked in the window she’d snuck out of. The clock was still in her old room, it was 3:30 AM. She quietly walked across the hall into Taylor’s room. Taylor Lee Dunn. Anna had refused to give him Lance’s last name. She would keep Lance as much out of his life as possible. He layed in his bed so peaceful as Anna sat beside him. She ran her fingers through his thick brown hair. It didn’t matter that she hated his father. She still loved him more than anything, perhaps more than Jack. Taylor was apart of her.