Runaway Attempt #1: Surviving Exposure

I ducked behind a car and watched, shaking from the cold.

Advertisements

The Abduction (kind of)

If he lied to get me this far, it couldn't be good. I started screaming and struggling against his vice-like grip as he started dragging me down the jetway. The attendants, suddenly wide eyed and alarmed, began to close in on my father and I.

Blog at WordPress.com.

Up ↑