These bikers kidnapped my twins and I begged them not to bring them back. I know how that sounds. I know what you’re thinking.
But let me explain what happened that day at the grocery store parking lot, and why I’m writing this with tears streaming down my face.
My name is Sarah. I’m a single mom to three-year-old twins, Anna and Ethan. Their father left when they were six months old. Said he couldn’t handle the responsibility. I haven’t heard from him since.
I work two jobs. Morning shift at a medical office. Night shift cleaning offices downtown. My mom watches the kids during the day. I watch them at night. We’re barely surviving but we’re surviving.