Love Under the Overpass

Into the Refiner’S Fire

Fiction & Literature
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Author: M.J. Rosenkoetter ISBN: 9781490821672
Publisher: WestBow Press Publication: March 10, 2014
Imprint: WestBow Press Language: English
Author: M.J. Rosenkoetter
ISBN: 9781490821672
Publisher: WestBow Press
Publication: March 10, 2014
Imprint: WestBow Press
Language: English

There they were, crouched and crowded in this damp, smelly cave, hiding from the police. The big man was hovering over Jack, with a knife in his huge fist. Jack knew he was going to die right there.

A little ladya precious, little, old, shriveled-up ladywas holding off the big guys arm with her tiny, gnarled hand. Hes all right, leave him to me. Hes all right, Bear, leave him be.

As Jacks petrified mind thought about the name she called the big man, a memory came back to him of one of the braver fellows he knew saying to the fiendish brute, Man, you stank pal. You oughta go jump in that lil ole water hole back there, ceptin the water stanks worse n you. The big man became Stank after thatfor a time.

Looking up into those wild eyes as he was being held down, Jack saw the knife coming closer. He wondered what his chances were of surviving with a functional and recognizable face. He was frozen with fear.

Never in his entire twenty-five years of life had he ever been so scared. Where was the shiny man now?

Ready to smash Jacks face, this huge hulk of a human being hesitated momentarily to check his temper. To Jack, that massive fist looked like a huge boulder ready to finish him off. As he waited, trembling, to see what his fate would be, his life flashed before him.

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There they were, crouched and crowded in this damp, smelly cave, hiding from the police. The big man was hovering over Jack, with a knife in his huge fist. Jack knew he was going to die right there.

A little ladya precious, little, old, shriveled-up ladywas holding off the big guys arm with her tiny, gnarled hand. Hes all right, leave him to me. Hes all right, Bear, leave him be.

As Jacks petrified mind thought about the name she called the big man, a memory came back to him of one of the braver fellows he knew saying to the fiendish brute, Man, you stank pal. You oughta go jump in that lil ole water hole back there, ceptin the water stanks worse n you. The big man became Stank after thatfor a time.

Looking up into those wild eyes as he was being held down, Jack saw the knife coming closer. He wondered what his chances were of surviving with a functional and recognizable face. He was frozen with fear.

Never in his entire twenty-five years of life had he ever been so scared. Where was the shiny man now?

Ready to smash Jacks face, this huge hulk of a human being hesitated momentarily to check his temper. To Jack, that massive fist looked like a huge boulder ready to finish him off. As he waited, trembling, to see what his fate would be, his life flashed before him.

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