"Escaped?" she asked bringing her eyes back to his in confusion. "Escaped from where?" she asked thinking that momma wasn't really someone to run from until she wanted to play. Her brothers were rougher but still treated her like fine china. Always letting her play in the yard. Apple and cherry pies had become her specialty and the three of them had always welcomed her baking talents.<br/><br/>"Where did you escape from?" She asked wondering if he had been to jail. Where else did people try to escape?