Madness on the Bear Mountain

They were driving down the windy Bear Mountain in her beaten up Camry.  The rain poured down on their windshield as the thunder crackled above them.

Clara violently pressed her foot on the gas; there was no time to waste.  The baby lay sleeping in the passengers seat unaware of the custody mess she was caught in the middle of.  Clara remembered her promise, she must get the child to safety.  The mountain marked the final obstacle to that safety, but she could feel herself being followed.  She looked over the mountains edge to the gloomy Hudson below.  Reluctantly she lifted her foot from the pedal, slowing a bit in fear she may inadvertently drive them off the edge to the pine trees and polluted waters below.

The steering wheel shook with the rocky mountain terrain.  Clara gripped harder, eyeing the sleeping infant.  In that instant her wheel wobbled and the car began to spin – it all happened so fast.  Her mind went blank as the car flipped over the broken rock barrier.  The car tumbled down the mountainside with Clara and the baby in tow.  Barely breathing and in shock, Clara looked up at the cliff above her once the car came to a stop at the base of the mountain, and there he was, looking down at her.

The man grabbed Clara’s throat and screamed “this is OUR child, you may not take OUR child away from me!”  He then threatened to take her life if she did not allow him to see the child.  With all of her strength, Clara slammed her fingers into the man’s face and gouged his eyes.  As the man lay there screaming, Clara escaped with the child as fast as she could.

She ran a hundred feet and saw an old row boat lying on the edge of the Hudson.  She flipped the boat and pushed it out onto the rough, stormy waters.  She placed the child under the bench and grabbed an our and hopped in.  She rowed down the river half a mile until she got to Camp Smith.  She knew there, they would protect her and her child.

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