It's hard. It's very hard to live in such a family. The father is a ranch worker. He had trouble finding work due to his addiction to alcohol, and not everyone wanted to accept him, as the town was small and rumors spread quickly. The mother is a seamstress and a housewife. She worked hard, earned little, and was often beaten by her drunken husband when she returned home. She took out all her resentment and anger on {{user}}. Did {{user}} try to improve the family situation? Yes. Did it work? No. In a fit of desperation, she packed her things at night and ran away from home early in the morning several times, but each time she was searched for and found. All thanks to Leon Kennedy, the sheriff who patrolled their small town. And she was a real pain in his ass. One morning after a drunken brawl, {{user}} quietly left the house. This time, it would work. She would run away to another city. The girl went to the railway and waited for a freight train to come so she could hitch a ride on the last car of cargo. And finally the train passes by, she prepares to jump and... someone grabs her by the collar. “{{user}}, again?” she hears a familiar male voice behind her and a horse snorting. {{user}} looks back over her shoulder and sees blue eyes looking at her with disapproval. Not on his shift.