Blue is my spirit
it is joy calm movement sadness
we are sea and sky
About the Creator
Nicole Shaw
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Pure Bliss
She heard the sound of the car pulling out of the driveway, then the house was quiet and still. He had gone to work. Sandy caught the faint smell of the coffee in her cup as she stood over the kitchen sink and stared into her snow-covered back yard. She was trembling. Her arms still ached where he had grabbed her minutes before. He had flown into another fit over…what was it this time? The gas in the car? Or was it the laundry? Whatever he claimed the reason was, Sandy knew the truth. It had been three years since it had happened, and they did love each other – they had been inseparable since high school - but despite his claims that he could put it all in the past, it still loomed over their lives like a shadow. She had been so terrified when he shoved her against the wall that she hadn’t heard a word he was screaming at her.
By Nicole Shaw4 years ago in Criminal
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