Short Story: A Father’s Fury

Genre: drama?

 

His fingers closed easily into a circle around her thin wrist. She didn’t react. Not to his words, not to his touch.

This was what a month of captivity had reduced his daughter to.

Something boiled in his chest. He withdrew his hand.

“Don’t worry. Papa’s here.”

He rose to face the serial kidnappers. They outnumbered him, but he had a father’s fury. With a cry, he launched himself at them.

None of them will ever hurt another person again.

~End~

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