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A Ride In Beguilement

Updated on November 3, 2011

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Though we Look out the window, we can not always see what's coming.

I didn't realize it at the time that I had been kidnapped. How can one possibly be kidnapped without realizing what is happening and most especially when the perpetrator is someone you know and love? But, that is what happened on that cold rainy dreary January day when I agreed to go with my father.

It didn't matter to me at all that my mother was at work, nor did it ever occur to me how wrong it was when I decided not to let her know where I was going. He promised we'd be back in plenty of time before she got home. At the time, it seemed reasonable.

I was home from school, sick, with another sore throat when he drove up. I stood looking out of the red and yellow rooster painted curtains in the small kitchen window when I heard him "honk."

I was eleven years old, soon to be twelve, 15 days from that unsuspecting day. I grabbed my black fake fur coat darted out the door, so happy to see him. Too many months had passed since I had last heard his hearty laugh and smelled his coffee soaked breath.

Before I reached his '65 Ford Candy Apple Red Galaxy 500, he leaned over partially sliding across the white leathered seat enough to open the door. The light blue Oxford buttoned down long sleeved shirt made his Paul Newman eyes sparkle.

"Hi! Daddy, where have you been so long? I've missed you!"

"I've missed you too, sugar rag. What 'cha been up to?" He smiled big as he kissed me lightly on the left side of my cheek.

"How did you know I was home from school? I asked but knew exactly what he was going to say.

"I know everything, doll baby. You know that."

Yes, I did know that. My daddy was the smartest man in the whole wide world, no matter what my mother said about him.

"You want to go for a ride?" I could smell the coffee by now.

"Of course I do, but what about mama, should I let her know? She had no idea you would show up just like me."

"Don't worry about her. I'll have you back in no time." He never paused before asking "How about we catch a movie today?"

I couldn't believe it. Two miracles in one day: Seeing my daddy who I adored and being able to go to the movies in the middle of the week, on a school day, no less.

"Yes, sir ree didn't realize it at the time that I had been kidnapped. How can one possibly be kidnapped without realizing what is happening and most especially when the perpetrator is someone you know and love? But, that is what happened on that cold rainy dreary January day when I agreed to go with my father.

It didn't matter to me at all that my mother was at work, nor did it ever occur to me how wrong it was when I decided not to let her know where I was going. He promised we'd be back in plenty of time before she got home. At the time, it seemed reasonable.

I was home from school, sick, with another sore throat when he drove up. I stood looking out of the red and yellow rooster painted curtains in the small kitchen window when I heard him "honk."

I was eleven years old, soon to be twelve, 15 days from that unsuspecting day. I grabbed my black fake fur coat darted out the door, so happy to see him. Too many months had passed since I had last heard his hearty laugh and smelled his coffee soaked breath.

Before I reached his '65 Ford Candy Apple Red Galaxy 500, he leaned over partially sliding across the white leathered seat enough to open the door. The light blue Oxford buttoned down long sleeved shirt made his Paul Newman eyes sparkle.

"Hi! Daddy, where have you been so long? I've missed you!"

"I've missed you too, sugar rag. What 'cha been up to?" He smiled big as he kissed me lightly on the left side of my cheek.

"How did you know I was home from school? I asked but knew exactly what he was going to say.

"I know everything, doll baby. You know that."

Yes, I did know that. My daddy was the smartest man in the whole wide world, no matter what my mother said about him.

"You want to go for a ride?" I could smell the coffee by now.

"Of course I do, but what about mama, should I let her know? She had no idea you would show up just like me."

"Don't worry about her. I'll have you back in no time." He never paused before asking "How about we catch a movie today?"

I couldn't believe it. Two miracles in one day: Seeing my daddy who I adored and being able to go to the movies in the middle of the week, on a school day, no less.

"Yes, sir ree bob! Let's go." I was so happy just to be with him, hearing him laugh, watching his large hand pull the lever down into drive.

"What are we going to see?" I asked smiling so hard I thought my jaws would snap.

"Anything you'd like! It's going to be your very special day. Just me and you, popcorn, drink and Milk Duds." I remember his mashing the accelerator real slow as we pulled off.
bob! Let's go." I was so happy just to be with him, hearing him laugh, watching his large hand pull the lever down into drive.

"What are we going to see?" I asked smiling so hard I thought my jaws would snap.

"Anything you'd like! It's going to be your very special day. Just me and you, popcorn, drink and Milk Duds." I remember his mashing the accelerator real slow as we pulled off.

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      Just Life 

      7 years ago

      Wow! I'd love to know how this all ended!

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      ed77burns 

      7 years ago

      That is awesome hub.Keep hubbing..

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      Don A. Hoglund 

      7 years ago from Wisconsin Rapids

      It does seem frietening even if you didn't quite know what is going on.

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