It was Saturday afternoon and Brandy felt a sense of foreboding, it was her 15th birthday, their 15th birthday and it was the first birthday she'd be spending completely alone. Her brother had already left, giving her a hug and kiss on her cheek before hopping into his best friend Carlos's truck for a late lunch so they'd have some food in their bellies before they started chugging alcohol. Brandy was seated in a small rocking chair on the porch, watching the scenery as she crochet an assignment for the club at school, they were assigned to make an item of clothing and after some thought, she decided on a dress, she hadn't had one since she was a child and even then, it was only for the days her mom actually tried to sober her father up enough to go to church. She'd long since grown out of it and she thought of this new project as a gift to herself, the yarn was thin and of good quality therefore it should last and keep her warm during the winter months. A few hours passed and it was beginning to get dark so she carefully put away her progress and drew a warm bath as a treat to herself. She had never felt so peaceful or relaxed, and being alone as she was, it was only natural for her to doze off into a light slumber.