Of all the things James could be focused on at that precise moment, the only thing that filled his vision was the stranger’s white knuckles as he choked the life out of James’s father. His father had it coming, of course, and James was a little torn between feelings of jealousy and admiration for the stranger who had burst into their home all knight-in-shining-armor-like. Not that James needed someone to save him. He had been more than ready to do the deed himself, and was unsure if he was grateful or irritated that the opportunity had been snatched away.

  In shock, he now simply stood to the side and…..




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