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She walked slowly.
Her thoughts far away.
On the man she loves.
Who may have abandoned her.
They walked slower then her.
Although they weren't much older.
They set off alarm bells in her head.
So she stepped aside to let them past.
She tucked her purse
More securely to her
But something warned her
That wasn't what they were after
She kept walking
And heard the footsteps behind her
More quiet and purposeful
Then they should be
She kept going
Maybe they weren't following her
Maybe they had business this way
They kept coming
She heard them speed up
They were right behind her
She didn't run
For fear of falling over
She didn't scream
For fear she was wrong
She kept going
In hope of finding a street
The footsteps faded
As she faced a street
That was deserted
And had no exit
Behind her were two
In front of her were two
They had taken a detour
She had been wrong
She wasn't get followed
But herded
To a dead end
With no escape
She tried to bring up a scream
But her throat was too dry
She would have ran
But there was no-where too run
A car drove up
And she saw hope
To throw herself in front
So it would stop
It was a silver Volvo
The car of her lover
It scattered the men
And pulled out in front
The door flew open
In the driver's seat was her lover
His face twisted in rage
As she jumped inside