The Walk
May 24th, 2024 by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
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I must be insane walking the streets at 3 o’clock in the morning, but I need to clear my head and the air helps.
A dog lunges at me from the alley nearly biting my ankle. It growls and leaves. I head toward my apartment since I wouldn’t get any thinking done after that.
I’m about to put the key in the door when a tap on my left shoulder startles me and I jump.
It’s my son Jameson.
“Dad, I want help, I need help.” His beseeching voice says.
I unlock the door and leave it open behind me.
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