. . . "I have a plan A. We'll escape through the window, then we bolt through the backyard gate. It's already late so it's definitely locked against intruders. Then again... I have a spare. Let's just pray there's no one watching over the gate." She said, exhaling. "Wow! That's a nice plan. But how'd you get your hands on a spare one?" I asked, curiously. "Um. Your husband gave it to me the day he bolted from home. Let me check if I even brought it with me. I always bring it along in case an emergency like this one, occurs." She said, searching through her things. After a few seconds, she found it. "Yepii! it's here!" She shouted, excitedly, locking eyes with me. "Come let's move." She slowly shifted the opening of the window able to slip herself in. I huffed. Not in relief cause it never really mattered if we were able to slip off the night or not. At least not to me, it didn't. I still couldn't believe I was doing this. I thought, inwardly. Once she was out, I sneaked out,
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