Emma and the Kidnapper
But Rusty was a people's dog, not a watchdog. When the man got within touching distance, Rusty just stood there. The man put his arm around me, covered my mouth, and walked me off to his van, parked in a nearby alley. He didn't throw me into the van like they do on TV. He just opened the back door and escorted me in. There was a bed there, pillow, covers, and all. I wondered if he lived in his van. I was scared to death. There was a barrier between the front of the van and where...