The Kidnapping

What was he thinking?

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He had been watching her walk this route for weeks, the same way, every day. On the trip out she always had a boy with her. They walked close together, boy and woman. Usually talking, occasionally holding hands, or she would give the boy a rub on the shoulder. Sometimes laughing. They were almost the same height; they both most often wore jeans and runners; coats in the cold.