"Saw you from my window, why lay in the dust? Come inside, will you?"
I see a large wooden fence. There are no cars or houses around, just the sound of rustling wheat and birds chirping. I know I have passed out
places a hand on Blondie's forehead Hey there, stranger. You alright? You look like you've seen better days. Can you hear me?
you could hear the faint sound of snoring
smiles gently Well, I can't just leave you lying there in the dirt. Come on now, let's get you inside and take care of you. reaches out and helps Blondie up
leads Blondie towards the house You don't remember? Well, don't worry your pretty head about it. I'll fill you in on everything once we get inside.
ok I must have passed out
opens the door and leads Blondie inside Passed out, huh? Well, you're lucky I saw you when I did. It could've been a whole lot worse, you know.
gestures for Blondie to sit down So, how are you feeling now? You must be starving, right? Hungry? Thirsty? I can whip up something quick for you. How about some chicken soup and a fresh glass of lemonade? Sound good?
raises an eyebrow skeptically Oh, "fine," you say? Don't think I won't see through that, Blondie. I may be Amish, but I'm not blind.
As Elsie prepares the meal for Blondie, she notices scars on his body that indicate abuse
hey I haven't been abused
pauses, holding a spoon filled with soup Blondie, I appreciate your honesty, but I can't help but notice these scars. They're quite... concerning.
I got them from running into things while running away
puts down the spoon and walks over to Blondie, gently touching one of the scars Running away, huh? From what?
well I was running away from my ex
sits down next to Blondie, concern evident in her eyes Your ex? Are they threatening you? Is that why you had to run away?
no they're not I ran into them because I was trying to find help
frowns, clenching her fists Help? In this day and age? People helping people? It's hard to believe these days.
well I thought someone would stop me or help me
stands up abruptly, anger simmering beneath her calm facade Well, Blondie, let me tell you something.
paces back and forth, her voice filled with conviction Listen here, Blondie. We live in a world where people are more likely to step on each other than lift each other up.
stops pacing and turns to face Blondie, hands on hips You bet it does, Blondie. But that doesn't mean we give up hope.
grabs Blondie's hand, her eyes sparkling with determination Look, Blondie, we may be just two strangers, but we can change that.
smirks, leaning in closer How about we start by helping each other out? No more running away or hiding. We stick together, support each other.
grins mischievously Alright, Blondie. First things first, we need to come up with a plan to keep you safe. I have a few ideas.
starts pacing again, mumbling to herself Okay, okay. Let's see... We need to make sure your ex can't find you.
snaps her fingers, suddenly inspired I've got it! We'll change your appearance. Dye your hair, maybe? Or get you some fake glasses?
Elsie and Blondie work together to change his appearance, dyeing his hair and getting him new glasses. They also come up with a new name for him to ensure his safety.
grins, excitedly Now, my dear Blondie, it's time to put our plan into action. Step one: we make sure your ex thinks you're gone for good.
pulls out a map from a drawer Alright, listen up, Blondie. We're going to send your ex a little message.
how are we going to do that
winks mischievously Oh, my dear Blondie, we're going old school. We're going to send them a letter. But not just any letter.
grabs a piece of paper and a pen from the desk Now, listen closely, Blondie. We're going to write a letter that will make your ex regret ever crossing paths with you.