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I Wrote The Gospel On Giving Up
1 reviewPatrick's had it. The anger bottled inside is finally released. It's so bad he has to go to the hospitial
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Chapter 12 I Wrote The Gospel On Giving Up
Patrick's POV
After a long conversation with Mary we were on our way to Wisconsin. "You think it's really her Patrick?" Abby asked as she played with her compact disc collection. "I don't know we'll have to see" When our plane landed we rented a car and I drove to the address I was given.Abby was napping gently. She was so worn out. I clutch the steering wheel tighter. I yawn, I wish we had taken an earlier flight. Next think I know our car is crashed into a tree. Fuck I fell asleep at the wheel? A police officer walks up to me and tells me Abby is dead. What no,no "NO!"
I shot up in the hotel bed. What a nightmare. I look at my wife laying beside me. Grabbing my sidekick;since I have no idea where my cell phone is; I look at the time. 6 AM. Lovely. I take a shower and as I emerge Abby's waking up. "Hi baby we got a long day ahead of us"
Abby showers and we're off. I click the radio on to the news. Reports of a tornado warning were in effect. I shuddered,I hope I was long gone before that happened. Then it talked about how a young girl was kidnapped out of her bed last night. I would hate for that to be my daugther.
Abby's POV
We arrive at the given address and there's police cars. I wonder what happened?We get out and I walk over to who I assume is Mary. "Hello I'm Abagail Stumph,you spoke with my brother-in-law and husband the other day. You said you had my daughter here?" She shook her head sadly. "Well I did until last night she was kidnapped." I couldn't believe it my daughter was the one who was kidnapped. I shook as I heard the sound of breaking glass. "I'll pay for the window I'm just so frustrated. I've never met her and to be this fucking close." I was shaking I had never seen Patrick's temper before,atleast not like this. Before we can look for Mel,he needs to go to the hostpital. Will we ever get to go on our honeymoon?
Patrick's POV
After a long conversation with Mary we were on our way to Wisconsin. "You think it's really her Patrick?" Abby asked as she played with her compact disc collection. "I don't know we'll have to see" When our plane landed we rented a car and I drove to the address I was given.Abby was napping gently. She was so worn out. I clutch the steering wheel tighter. I yawn, I wish we had taken an earlier flight. Next think I know our car is crashed into a tree. Fuck I fell asleep at the wheel? A police officer walks up to me and tells me Abby is dead. What no,no "NO!"
I shot up in the hotel bed. What a nightmare. I look at my wife laying beside me. Grabbing my sidekick;since I have no idea where my cell phone is; I look at the time. 6 AM. Lovely. I take a shower and as I emerge Abby's waking up. "Hi baby we got a long day ahead of us"
Abby showers and we're off. I click the radio on to the news. Reports of a tornado warning were in effect. I shuddered,I hope I was long gone before that happened. Then it talked about how a young girl was kidnapped out of her bed last night. I would hate for that to be my daugther.
Abby's POV
We arrive at the given address and there's police cars. I wonder what happened?We get out and I walk over to who I assume is Mary. "Hello I'm Abagail Stumph,you spoke with my brother-in-law and husband the other day. You said you had my daughter here?" She shook her head sadly. "Well I did until last night she was kidnapped." I couldn't believe it my daughter was the one who was kidnapped. I shook as I heard the sound of breaking glass. "I'll pay for the window I'm just so frustrated. I've never met her and to be this fucking close." I was shaking I had never seen Patrick's temper before,atleast not like this. Before we can look for Mel,he needs to go to the hostpital. Will we ever get to go on our honeymoon?
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