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888 days ago
Max struggled with his bonds. His feet barely reached the ground for leverage. He was in a losing battle. His arms were going numb, his shoulders hot with pain. “Breathe” he told himself. Closing his eyes, relaxing his muscles. Closing out the pain. Deep even breaths. Max began to try and focus, on anything, what ever helped. Max started to hum, quietly but steadily. If anyone was listening, they would have known it was to the tune of My Sharona. That’s when he felt it. The rope holding his wrists loosened. He was sure of it. He looked around, listening. Everything was quiet and it was getting dark outside. “OK Max old man, maybe a new song will help.” With that he started humming anything that came into mind, relaxing, willing the ropes to loosen. I know I know, about time......but I kinda got addicted to facebook......and up till now I was only hooked on phonics!!!!!
1027 days ago
Max heard a car pull up beside the shed he was stung up in. He couldn't see who it was because they were at the back of the building. Help! Maybe someone came to help him. Max held his breath, listening, hoping. "Stop right ther!" A female voice yelled from a distance to his right. "Police! Hands on your head!" "Thank God!" Max nearly yelled. Shoes crunched on gravel. a vehicle door closed. A quiet amused laugh. "this doesn't seem right" Max's mind raced. "Drop to your knees! Now!" Another laugh. Louder. Lower. Almost a growl. A single gunshot rang out. Then silence. Shadows moved as someone walked around Max's prison. The door slowly opened and someone fell on the ground in front of him. "Hey! Get up! Get me oput of here!" Max yelled. They lay unmoving. Louder laughter. The shed door was slammed shut. about time I got my butt back here huh!! ...
1065 days ago
The red Sunfire was held in a steel grip. Leather clad hands held the steering wheel at precisily at 10 and 2. No music played on the stereo today. Silence was what he needed. He had an idea of how to head off Max, but a kid running scared is hard to predetermine any move they make. He knew he had one option. It made his teeth grind as he turned off the highway onto a grass covered trail. Having no back up plan made him weary, but, so did She. Elaine watched as Ed walked out of sight. Wish I could answer mother natures call so easily," she thought to herself. Sitting on the ground, Elaine took off her shoes and began massaging feeling back into her toes. Glancing at her watch, Elaine frowned. "whats taking so long?" She walked to the edge of the clearing she was in and called out "Ed? you done yet?" No answer. Stepping a few feet past the first tree she tried to make out Ed's footprints. All she saw was blood. Pulling her revolver she crouched ...
1089 days ago
Elaine sat on a dead fall, elbows on her kness, face in her hands. "I'm not cut out for all this outdoors stuff. It's so unnatural." Laughin , Ed sat down beside her. "How can nature be unnatural? Thats funny. Your problem is your shoes. Why did you wear heels? Dis u think it was a paved walking trail out here?" Ed looked at her grinning. Admittedly, she was not prepared for a manhunt in the wilds of Canada, but it still had to be done. Ed got up and scanned the ground. "Elaine, come look at this." There in the damp earth was a perfect boot impression. "do you think it's our guy?" she asked. "Only one way to find out," Ed replied. Silently the started off in the directin the tracks led. Stew. Meatloaf. Whatever is was, it smelled heavenly. Max was ravenous. Stirring more awake, his heart plummeted to his feet. "shit..shit!" He yelled. How the hell did this happen to him? Max was standing in the middle of an old ...
