Because my Dad asked me...
Thump, thump, thump...my heart beats loudly. I look around at all the oblivious faces that fill the busy coffee shop around me waiting for thier morning pick me up. They are too busy with thier phones and lives to notice the tragedy that is unfolding around them. I try to scream the warning, but gripped with fear nothing escapes my lips. So I stand their open-mouthed and wide eyed knowing in a few minutes that whether they believe in God or not they will know the truth.
The day started ordinary enough and there was not a hint that it should go any different than it has the last two years since I moved to this small town in Oregon. I moved here for the simplicity of life, after a grueling harsh career as a real estate agent in southern California.
To be continued....
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