Dorothy had been in and out of shelters all over New England; she’d even gone as far as Pennsylvania. And every time she eventually returned, because she couldn’t hide forever. William would never just let her go. He’d never willingly agree to a divorce. Her kids needed to be enrolled in a school no matter where she was or what she was running from. Her own family lived in Massachusetts. How could she leave her mother and her sister? Her closest network of support? She’d someday have to have a job that could cover expenses for her daughters and herself.
