Posted by: DIYwriting | April 30, 2022

Kidnapping

He crept up on me like a ghost.  I never saw him and I didn’t hear him until it was too late.  Now I was stuck and didn’t know if I could get out of this situation easily. And I really wanted out. Mainly because he wasn’t talking. I knew he was shy, but he had never gone this long without saying anything and I was starting to get worried. 

“Ted, please.  I don’t know where we are going.  I can’t help with anything if I don’t know what’s going on.”  I tried to keep my skepticism and slight resentment out of my voice. 

Ted, again, only sighed.  Like I should know what I was doing here and why he had snuck up on me in the first place.  Ted had always been shy and a bit odd, but I never thought kidnapping was on the list of activities he would enjoy.  But here we were.  In his car and driving who knows where. We had been driving for ten minutes and it was ten minutes too long. 

I hoped he would stay in town and not start heading toward his cabin, but as he headed toward the county line, my hand headed toward the door handle.  We turned toward the park – the one park we had in town – and my interest and nerves peaked again.  Where could we be going?  I closed my eyes in prayer and when I opened them all I saw were the HAPPY BIRTHDAY signs. 


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