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Submitted to Contest #336
Margaret Daniels did not have the virtue of patience and it was slowly slipping away from her as her boyfriend, Jack, continued to confess to his sins."It was two—three times, my love, I promise."His voice was pleading but in a way that is as genuine as her tax-attorney's profit margin at the end of the day is. They fibbed and so did he apparently.She didn't let herself really think on this in the usual methodical, deeply emotional way she does because she knew if she did Margaret Daniels would burst into a puddle of tears right then and the...
I am not dead, I remind myself upon waking for at least the hundredth time since he came into my life, since he came into all our lives. The damp sweat coating every inch of my body is not blood gushing out of a wound but simply a sign that I’m still alive.“This is a good thing,” I whisper then scoff because even I do not believe the lies he has manufactured.Two years and twenty days have passed since Adolf Hitler became Chancellor of Germany, two years and twenty days since I have felt safe in my own skin. Now, I feel as if I am the dead wa...
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