She was 11 the first time it happened.
Her sister had left her at an ice-skating rink in a fit of teenage drama. When Bea finally made it home, the doors were locked. Her parents ignored her pleas to be let in. She had missed curfew — those were the rules.
As temperatures dropped, the child started to wander toward downtown Atlanta alone.
A car pulled up beside her. Did she need a place to stay? She nodded and climbed in. Minutes later they arrived at a motel.
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