Chapter 7A Chapter by Preeti
Chapter 7 of Semantic Blends: A Chain Novel.
Written by Cricket Kidd (http://www.writerscafe.org/preya)
Written for Semantic Blends: A Chain Novel Experiment
Josh stared open mouthed at the retreating figure of the old blind man. Anger surged through him.
"Fine! Be that way!" he yelled, spinning on his heel and walking in the opposite direction.
Who did that guy think he was? With all his 'It is you who do not see' and 'don't pretend to be stupid' and even 'you'll know when you are meant to know'. Seriously! What was it with this dude? True, he did save him from the 'smart guys', but then he went into this whole lecture about how ignorant and stupid Josh was.
As if life wasn't complicated enough already.
In his anger, he didn't pay attention to where he had been going. His feet chose the familiar route to the ruined homes, kicking an empty can into a alleyway.
"Hey! What are you doing here?" a gruff voice shouted.
Josh froze, thought "oh no, not again," then turned slowly towards the voice.
Two officers were in the narrow alley he had just walked by, and a third figure was at their feet.
"Josh?" the figure said, quiet and incredulous.
He did a double take, not believing his eyes.
"You two know each other?" the second officer asked.
"Knew would probably be a better word." Josh said with a pained laugh.
"Josh, run." Gail whispered. One of the officers smacked her head with the butt of his pistol.
"Hey! Don't do that to her!" Josh yelled, stepping forward. The officer pointed the weapon directly at him.
"Not another move sonny." he said threateningly. Josh stopped, but looked worriedly at Gail. She held a hand to her forehead, and when she brought it away it was wet with blood. He couldn't just leave her there!
"RUN!" she screamed when she saw he hadn't moved.
This time, he did.
He ran straight at them.
© 2011 Preeti
Added on May 2, 2011
Last Updated on May 17, 2011
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