"Thank you" she said, pulling two twenties out of her pocket. She handed the to the man and gently reached out to hold onto the horse's halter. "Come on, girl," she said softly. The horse slowly, painfully got up.
Grace was shaking. "Who is this person?? What are they going to do with me? Well, anything, even being killed would be better than this" she thought to herself and followed the woman, shivering and shaking.