Going, Going, Gone
Copyright© 2017 by Amun
Prologue
Based on things like the weather forecast, the time of year and the clear blue sky you might think it was going to be another fine day; you would be incorrect. Nothing goes the way you hope they would; just ask me.
What I thought was predictable was not. All in all though you must be willing to take the good with the bad. If I knew then what my actions would mean in the future I might not have done what I did.
What was it I did you may ask? Well, I basically stuck my nose into something that was not my business. I had my reason though, ninety-eight pounds of silver-haired reason. Regardless of that, there was something about a girl being abused by a group of adult men that made me want to get involved.