Eva was so out of breath when she reached the empty road. She took a moment to regain her breath and wiped the sweat from her forehead. She needed to get back to her father and see the twins. She could not stay here another moment.
Suddenly a big lorry sounded its horn, causing her to squeal as she jumped out of the way. She had been so lost in her thoughts that she did not even hear or see it at first.
The lorry stopped, and the driver stepped out of his cab; he was about forty-five years old with a beard and moustache. His dark green eyes gleamed as he came closer to her.
“Are you ok there, missy?” he called out to her. Eva was frightened but did not want to be rude, so she nodded and went.
“I am sorry, but you're out here on your own. Any reason why?” the man continued, and Eva
