Maybe it was the fact that the two woman were so similar. Maybe it was because she had so many kids to take care of that she couldn’t give Chana the attention she needed. Whatever the reason Chana had had it. The final straw had been her mother commenting on how stupid she was for dropping out of school and getting pregnant so young. When she had mentioned to her that she hadn’t finished either her mother went off on her. Grabbing her backpack, she stuffed some clothes into it and left. Where she was going to go she wasn’t sure. All she knew was that she couldn’t stay there anymore. Bag in hand, she slowly made her way across town to Luke’s house. Out of everyone in her life he deserved to know what had happened. By the time she got there her back was killing her and her ankles were swollen. Setting her bag down, she knocked hoping he’d at least let her come in and rest for a bit while she figured out her next move.