My Son Called Her Mommy
Pain exploded in my cheek as the rock struck me, and I felt the warm trickle of blood slide down my face.
I struggled to lift my head, using every ounce of strength I had left, and screamed, "Shannon Sinclair! I am Jeremy’s wife! I’m the mother of our son, Daniel!"
Hearing her name, Shannon froze for a moment, then let out a shriek. She lifted her stiletto heel and kicked me square in the face.
"Oh, really? You even know everything about us! This must be a part of some criminal ring!
"Let’s do the right thing today! Stand up for all the families who’ve had their children kidnapped!" she shouted again.