One misty night, I was standing on the bridge, overlooking a lake. Honestly, life is better here than at my own house. Problems with the wife…she’s always nagging me. I know that I don’t give her all the attention she deserves, but I have my life, too.
It was at that moment that I saw a rather tall man gripping a young boy by the arm. It didn’t really look like the boy was very happy, and it sort of looked like he was being gripped against his will. What should I do? Should I go see what’s going on? Did the boy even know this man? This boy didn’t look any older than seven or eight. The man was tall and was wearing a trench coat and a hat. At that moment I saw the man hold up a lantern, and he swung it back and forth three times. What was that all about?
Before I could wonder for long, I suddenly realized what he was doing. A boat appeared from the mist. That wasn’t there before…I’ve been here for a little while, and I never saw it.As I was staring at the boat, I heard a cry for help. I glanced back at the man and the boy, and the man was trying to pull the boy towards the harbor. Obviously, the boy didn’t want to go, and didn’t know the man.
It was then that I bucked up my courage and strolled towards them.“What do you think you’re doing?” I asked, putting my hand on the boy’s shoulder.“It’s none of your business,” replied the man. I squatted down and faced the boy. The poor thing had tears, strolling down his face. “Do you know this man?” I asked seriously.
I stared at the boy carefully, since I could tell he didn’t want to answer. He slowly shook his head, trying his hardest to keep the man from seeing him.“I’m going to take you home,” I said, taking the boy’s hand.The man tried to stop us, of course. “I could call the police right now and you could be arrested for kidnapping. Just let me take the boy home, and I won’t call them. The police station is right down the street.” I’ve never been more serious in my entire life.The man shut his mouth, and the young boy and I walked off.
