Chapter ONE - Weebly

name.” Ethan smiled. “That’s not fair, is it?”
“My name’s Anna. I live here. What more do you
want to know?”
“Here?” Ethan repeated. “You mean in the South
End?”
“Here, in the streets.”
That wiped the smile from his face. “You have no
home?”
She gazed back at him, saying nothing.
“Who takes care of you?”
“I don’t need anyone taking care of me.”
“But where do you sleep? Where do you get your
food?”
“I get what I need,” she said, still with that
maddening air of calm. “I get along fine without anyone
helping me.”
“But you must have some family.”
“I want to talk about the brooch,” she said.
Ethan shook his head. “No. What’s your last
name?”
Anna started to walk away. “Fine,” she said, tossing
the word over her shoulder. “Then you’ll never find it.”