Despite her already shaking body, Katie felt the trembling of her frail frame increase ten-fold as the angry man reached for the inside pocket of his blazer jacket.
She knew what was coming. Twenty-six years in America had told her exactly what was in that pocket. The President himself had told her exactly what was in that pocket less than an hour ago.
She wanted to turn and run but her feet would not allow it. She recalled a game she'd played in the playground at elementary school; Stuck in the Mud. One person would 'tag' people and when they were tagged they were 'stuck in the mud'. To unstick someone you had to crawl through their legs without being tagged.
Katie was stuck in the mud.
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Not the Way God Intended
Cerita PendekI penned this short story as a middle finger to any moron who believes 'guns don't kill people; people do' (that includes you, Mr President). Guns are lethal weapons and there are far too many liabilities in this world to be dishing out lethal weapo...
