Christmas shopping with Momma and Daddy. I was sixteen. Snow covered sidewalks, crisp fresh air, Salvation Army Band Playing and singing beautiful Christmas Carols. A lovely day. I was watching a group of people crossing the street. I saw her. A beautiful girl, probably early twenties. I knew she was going to die. She was going to be murdered. There was nothing I could do to stop it. . That was not my role in this tragedy. I was to avenge her death. I was to bring her murderer to justice. She disappeared less than a week later. A year passed before her body was found in a ditch. They never caught her killer. But they will. He and I have a rendezvous. Someday I will look up and he will be there. I saw his victim, i will know him.
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