Please,’ Neil shook the stinging fluid out of his eyes. Don’t beg. You’ll appear weak DO NOT BEG. ‘Please, I’m begging you. Don’t take my bike. It’s all I have left and I ... I ...’ he looked behind him in the direction of the city, ‘I can’t go back.
Teresa Schulz, Barbed Wire and Daisies
escape, neil, troubled-times