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I knew I was in the right place as soon as I saw the stuffed animals hanging on the line. I had found Felix. I had made it after years of searching with little to no success. I was here and would finally be able to pull my life back together. I just needed to find Felix without being seen by anyone. If I managed to pull off my plan without any hitches, I would be free and clear. And I would finally be back with the son that had been taken from me. By my own parents.
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6 responses to “Felix”
Oh, I don’t think I want him to find the little boy. Very suspenseful. Nicely done!
There are so many different possibilities here. It’s a great hook for a longer story.
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There must be a reason the children were taken away… I’m thinking a good one.
This is sad and tragic and I fear for the child.
I am left with the feeling that I am reading the mind of a mentally ill person.
This is the kind of story that makes me want to know more. Hope there is a part 2 coming.