Thunderbird wrote: |
Walter snarled as a breeze carried fresh cheer into the room, forcing the lace window curtains to flap lazily. |
Thunderbird wrote: |
He must have stood in front of the toilet for a decade, waiting for the rain to come. His muscles slowly eased up and offered blessed release. |
Thunderbird wrote: |
It sounded as if she intended to have this conversation, no matter how badly he wished to avoid it.
“Walter,” she said, her voice wavering with scantly contained emotion. “Don’t start, Betty,” Walter growled as he devoured an egg, yolk juice dribbling from the side of his lip. This blunt attempt at changing the subject would not derail Betty A silent pause hung in the air as Betty prayed for her words to wedge past his stone heart. Her prayers were unusually answered in this case, though she briefly worried she might regret it. |
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