this morning #1544.
this morning, everything seemed to be going according to plan. shifting back to normal. a new normal, of course. more of a sense of safety in this normal that my attorney had helped facilitate. i was tired. tired of being at the mercy of two maniacs. worn out from working with them these last few years. this afternoon, the kids & i went and got ice cream cones. let the wife spend a little time alone with grandma at the hotel spa. nails & massage. this evening, anticipation brimming, i drove to meet my lawyer. found a spot in a mostly full lot. fixed my hair in the rearview & exited the car. stepped toward the bar. my world went black. woke up tied up in the back of a windowless van. me, the sounds of the road & a masked man.