She looks back over her shoulder. It's night, and she is alone on the road. Her step is fast. She tries walking with hard steps.
Maybe someone who follows her might think to hear male steps.
The trees and bushes throw long shadows and sometimes, she can hear the bushes rustle.
It's cold and humid, and she freezes a little in her thin jacket.
She comes from a meeting with her friends, having prepared the wedding of her best friend.
She was late at the bus station, and she didn't get a cab.
Therefore s

