To incorporate more of my fiction writing into my blog, I decided to attempt this weeks writing challenge from The Daily Press. – Enjoy!
He had seen the thugs from his vantage point. He tried to yell, wave, to warn her, but she couldn’t hear him. She waved back and quickened her pace to join him.
Somehow, they had figured it out. They had watched him, waiting for the right moment. Now they were after her, he knew it. He had stood up to them and now they were going to get even.
Stay within the radius.
It had been drilled into him. Everyday his father walked with him to another part of the city where he had left a sign; a row of angled cobblestones, a metal rod poking slightly from a sidewalk paver, a notch in the corner of a building. These were his perimeters.
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