Mr Frosty

I was frozen in disbelief and before I could yell out, the door to the truck opened and I saw a gloved hand motion her inside.  She did not even hesitate.  She just went in.

I screamed from the window but she never turned around.

I ran from the bedroom down the stairs taking them two and then three at a time until I fell upon the bottom landing.  I ran to the front door and out onto the street but the truck was already turning the corner.  I ran as fast as I could and started screaming.

I ran around the corner and caught sight of the truck.  A hundred yards in front and gaining speed, disappearing into the Summer night.

 

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