...cool breeze rubbed her cheeks and ruffled through her hair. 

    Alice closed her eyes.

I can face this, she thought. I won't give in. I won't let them scare me. Not any more; not when I did escape, when I did get away. He, they, won't have me again. The Alice they knew is not here.

I won't win by running.

Running I did, and it hasn't worked. I can run and run but I will be found, run again be found again.

It's time I did something of my own. He - they - act and I react. That's the way it was, but it doesn't need to be so now.

    "Time to be clever," she said aloud. "Time to plan."

Let him be the one to run.