Chase is on

The chase was on. “Amelie!” The strange man said, calling out to me, sounding hopeful that I’d come back to him and hear what he had to say. His plan was hopeless. I kept running. I hear his tap shoes and was curious to why he was wearing them. But I didn’t stop to ask. “Amelie” “Yeah mama” “If a strange man with tap shoes ever runs after you, what do you do?” “Run” “Good girl”