Alisa was not sure what to do. He was a stranger. For all she knew, he could be like the men who harmed her. She was not going to give him her real name. Perhaps the one Ennie gave her would be good enough.
"Tinker Belle..." She spoke quietly, still. She just sat on the ground, hugging her find some more, and just giving Corey a look like a deer in the headlights.
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