Written for Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt Challenge
Alan was at the wrong place at the wrong time. That Saturday afternoon, he left his lower Queens, NY apartment to go for a run. The weather was warm and breezy. He smiled, thankful that his illness hadn’t hindered his plan. Heading towards the 67th Avenue Station, he turned the corner just to quickly retract those steps.
In that moment, he witnessed a brutal stabbing of an Asian girl, and her dog. As grief down-poured on his heart, he prayed none of the culprits heard or saw him.
