Carley, an eighteen-year-old Little and the youngest member of the Little Rescue Society to date was staring out the window and taking in the sights. Her boss had recommended that she try to walk a few miles in the captive Littles’ shoes, and she finally found someone she trusted who was willing to help her do that; however, she was beginning to have second thoughts.
“Are you comfortable?” Crystal asked.
“I guess so,” Carley said cautiously. She quietly tugged at the restraints to see if she could release them.
Crystal stopped the car and then turned around to face her. “You know you can still back out of this, right?”
“But if I do, I’ll never know how to relate to captured Littles. That’s really important in our line of work, you know,” Carley said.
“Good point. I just want to make sure you know what you’re getting into. I’m about to go full Crazy Amazon Mommy on you, you know.” Crystal said with a hungry smile.