“Your baby helped too. Without that hand signal, I wouldn’t have known she was in danger.”
A fight with her husband Tommy pushed Kim into flight mode. After changing from sandals to sneakers, rage pulled her out the front door. Instincts lured her along willingly. The sun was blazing in the middle of the sky. It was a hot day. Anger refused to let go as she aimlessly wandered down the path, turning onto the street.