Ashes! Ashes!

laptop

 

Ashes! Ashes!

His temper flared while his hand swiped across the desk launching her laptop, “the avenue of her deception,” he said.

Five minutes ago he moaned about them, how sorry he was. Now the violence returned, always on the periphery, waiting, unseen. If she were truthful, it had been this bad boy side that attracted her, his vehemence, venom like a poisonous snake she teased.

She once tried to explain to her so-very-rational sister how his intensity pressed her “on” button.

“Have you considered counseling?” Rena asked.

Witnessing her laptop dissected on the tile floor, she considered counseling, but elected departure.

 

end 1/14/2017

S. Darlington

 

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