Yan cut through the tiny alleyway.
He knew it was a risk, if the market stall holder caught him here he would be trapped and they would beat him, but if he could just make it to the end he knew he could make his way down several other snickets and away to safety.
He had never wanted this life, never wanted to steal from innocent workers.
Fate had other plans and with a small child to feed he had no choice, but as he ran for his life, he couldn’t help think there had to be another way.
Originally written in response to Friday Fictioneers challenge. Using the above image create a short story in 100 words or less.