twenty minutes can seem a lifetime.
that morning, he was in a rage, either still or again. it didn’t matter.
he drove her to work. she went into her office.
he sped away, tires screeching.
then he called her cell phone. she ignored it.
he called the office phone. once, twice, multiple times harassing her.
he was coming back and demanded she come outside.
not wanting to create a scene in her work, she agreed.
when she went to see what he wanted, he commanded her to get in the car.
she got in the car. with the door barely closed, he drove away.
clearly, what was going on with him had escalated to a new, extreme level.
in a matter of seconds, he had driven the car back onto the highway.
her attempts to escape the car were futile.
each time she tried, he reached across her body and held her back, pulling the door shut.
she screamed at him to let her out; he continued to threaten her.
he turned off the highway on to a side road with less traffic, less people to see, less people to help.
he had kidnapped her.
at one point, she realized the screaming she heard was her own voice.
how would she escape? she had to hear.
she quit screaming, going deep to the well of peace within.
she recalled jesus’ words. “no harm will come to you.”
he became quieter, too.
then, he revealed his need; it was money.
he drove the car to the bank. she was to get money for him.
hands shaking, she walked up to the atm.
to her horror, it was not over yet.
he appeared behind her to see her bank balance.
she quickly took her card back without taking cash out.
he grabbed her hand, bending her fingers backwards.
she pulled away, walking backwards until she was in front of the café windows.
the police gathered there almost daily.
she looked to the right through the windows for them. they were there.
tears streaming down her cheeks, she motioned with her hand for them to come to her.
she mouthed the words, “help me!” to them.
in a moment, it was over.
half of the officers took her to safety inside. the other half arrested him.
in that moment, mercy and grace had come to save not only her life, but his, as well.
(copyright 2016 jane doe)