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<strong>Jack</strong> <strong>kilborn</strong> <strong>SErial</strong> <strong>blakE</strong> <strong>crouch</strong><br />
her wrists. absolute darkness in the woods, nothing to see,<br />
but everything to hear.<br />
Donaldson yelled, “Don’t hide from me, little girl! it’ll<br />
just make me angry!”<br />
his heavy footsteps crunched in the leaves. lucy eased<br />
down onto her butt and leaned back, legs in the air, then slid<br />
her bound wrists up the length of them. Donaldson stumbled<br />
past her tree, invisible, less than ten feet away.<br />
talk.”<br />
“lucy? Where are you?” his words slurred. “i just wanna<br />
“i’m over here, big boy! Still waiting for that spanking!”<br />
his footsteps abruptly stopped. Dead quiet for thirty<br />
seconds, and then the footsteps started up again, heading in<br />
her general direction.<br />
“oh, no, please,” she moaned. “Don’t hurt me, Donaldson.<br />
i’m so afraid you’ll hurt me.”<br />
he was close now, and she turned and started back toward<br />
the road, her hands out in front of her to prevent collision<br />
with a tree.<br />
a glint of light up ahead—the honda’s windshield<br />
catching a piece of moonlight.<br />
lucy emerged from the woods, her hands throbbing<br />
from circulation loss. She stumbled into the car and turned<br />
around to watch the treeline.<br />
“come on, big boy! i’m right here! You can make it!”<br />
Donaldson staggered out of the woods holding a tire<br />
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