I’m alone and afraid, my car abandoned along a deserted highway. I’ve been walking for a while and my feet are raw , I am carrying my shoes in my hand.
When he stops and motions I hurry to his door.
Searching his face he seems harmless. Holding out my cell phone I lie. ” I will be happy to give you lift, you need just get inside”. When I decline he speeds away.
Browsing the news over morning tea my heart pounds and it is hard to breathe. Her body was found beneath some trees her shoes clutched in her hand
