The bright rays of the sun blinded my sunglass covered eyes as l drove back to the office like a mad man. This was history repeating itself only that thus time my wife's daughter was taken and not me
I couldn't even begin to imagine how the poor child felt, from the first time l had met both her and her mother they seemed attached at the hip. Which is the expectation especially for a child so young.
Akia isn't very fond of people meaning she is probably crying her lungs out wherever she is and if my gut is right then the people who took her aren't the kindest.
I was just seven at the time, my father had told me eight hours before that very moment when he dropped me off at school that he or my mother wouldn't be able to pick me up from school and that the driver would pick me up in front of the school gates. He had carefully instructed me to not wonder off or talk to strangers.
