“Olivia!â€?

I heard my name and ran towards the voice, pushing past tons of people, shoving through the crowd. Tommy…my cousin…my only hope. I struggled to keep the rifle secure under my arm as I held up my skirt with my other hand. The rifle slipped, I grabbed at it, and suddenly a foot I hadn’t noticed appeared before me and I landed sprawled on the ground, flat on my face, the rifle a hand’s width away from my outstretched fingers.

I grunted as a body crushed my right arm. Tears sprang to my eyes, and I gasped. “Oh my lord!â€? I heard a woman’s voice say from above me. I managed to twist my head around enough to see an old woman with a large brimmed hat looking down at me. No… past me. I turned, confused, and the sight made me gasp with renewed shock and pain.