{"id":9251,"date":"2026-07-10T16:51:18","date_gmt":"2026-07-10T11:21:18","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/storytimes.online\/?p=9251"},"modified":"2026-07-10T16:51:18","modified_gmt":"2026-07-10T11:21:18","slug":"the-girl-in-the-yellow-raincoat","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/storytimes.online\/?p=9251","title":{"rendered":"The Girl in the Yellow Raincoat"},"content":{"rendered":"
The biker stayed frozen at the booth.<\/div>\n
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Rain kept pounding the diner windows.<\/div>\n
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The little girl stood in front of him, water dripping from the edge of her yellow hood.<\/div>\n
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Around them\u2014<\/div>\n
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every biker in the diner had gone silent.<\/div>\n
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The man slowly rose from his seat.<\/div>\n
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Chair scraping against the floor.<\/div>\n
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His eyes never left the little girl.<\/div>\n
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\u201cDaniel had a daughter?\u201d<\/div>\n
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The girl nodded once.<\/div>\n
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Small.<\/div>\n
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Certain.<\/div>\n
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Then reached into the pocket of her raincoat and pulled out a folded photograph.<\/div>\n
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The paper was damp from the storm.<\/div>\n
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She held it out with both hands.<\/div>\n
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\u201cMy dad said if I ever found the man with the red medallion\u2026\u201d<\/div>\n
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\u201c\u2026I should give you this.\u201d<\/div>\n
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The biker took the photograph carefully.<\/div>\n
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His fingers trembled the moment he opened it.<\/div>\n
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Inside\u2014<\/div>\n
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a younger Daniel stood beside him.<\/div>\n
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Both of them laughing.<\/div>\n
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Arms over each other\u2019s shoulders.<\/div>\n
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Taken years ago.<\/div>\n
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Before everything fell apart.<\/div>\n
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The biker\u2019s jaw tightened.<\/div>\n
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His eyes filled.<\/div>\n
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Then he looked down at the little girl again.<\/div>\n
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Voice lower now.<\/div>\n
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Heavy.<\/div>\n
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\u201cWhere\u2019s your mother?\u201d<\/div>\n
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The girl\u2019s brave face finally cracked.<\/div>\n
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Tears welled in her eyes.<\/div>\n
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\u201cShe\u2019s outside.\u201d<\/div>\n
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\u201cShe told me to come in alone\u2026\u201d<\/div>\n
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\u201c\u2026because men in a black truck were following us.\u201d<\/div>\n
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Every biker at the counter turned toward the rain-soaked windows.<\/div>\n
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The room changed instantly.<\/div>\n
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No more coffee.<\/div>\n
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No more quiet.<\/div>\n
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Only tension.<\/div>\n
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The biker folded the photo once and slid it into his vest pocket.<\/div>\n
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Then he crouched to the girl\u2019s level.<\/div>\n
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Gentle.<\/div>\n
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Protective.<\/div>\n
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\u201cWhat\u2019s your name, kid?\u201d<\/div>\n
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The little girl swallowed hard.<\/div>\n
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\u201cLucy.\u201d<\/div>\n
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The biker gave a slow nod.<\/div>\n
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Then stood and looked toward the diner door.<\/div>\n
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His expression had changed completely.<\/div>\n
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Daniel\u2019s daughter hadn\u2019t just found him.<\/div>\n
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Trouble had found him too.<\/div>\n
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And this time\u2014<\/div>\n
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he wasn\u2019t about to lose his brother\u2019s family twice.<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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