It was late afternoon and Dove was sitting at home feeling completely out of sorts, still feeling angry and felt she needed to find a way to release it before she went to bed, there was no way she was going to be able to sleep otherwise. She caught a cab to her friend’s, boyfriend’s martial arts studio. She went there occasionally and had spent quite a lot of time there getting fit and healthy, learning how to defend herself, after getting out of rehab. When she arrived she realised she hadn’t really given any thought to how she was dressed when she had grabbed her keys and phone and walked out the front door of her house. As she approached along the sidewalk she saw several kids heading in, jumping out of cars in the large shingle carpark area out front, for the start of their class weari
