Second Chances
A Micro Tale
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1 min readJun 22, 2020
He doesn’t owe the kidnapper a damn thing.
Clutching his daughter close to his chest, Gary dropped the blood-stained baseball bat and ran out of the wooded darkness towards the highway.
Left behind, sprawled across the mossy ground, the beaten kidnapper cried out.
He never thought to check her for a second cell phone.
