Breathe bated as the frosted grass twinkled like diamonds in the moon light. It was a cold autumn night made colder by the north eastern winds that rattled the tree branches. Finally he spoke, yet the words seemed miles away from audible. Suddenly yanked back present, “I’ve lived my life edited,” she said with his eyes searching his face for understanding. “Every unspoken thought.”, she continued. The biting cold burned as the wind blew. Meeting like this the last thing she wanted; but the cold reminded her of everything. Her eyes searched his face for any response she was unclear as to what he had even said only moments ago. "What are you even talking about?", He snarled with such disgust on his face it cut her to her soul. "There is so much you don't even know...", she said a a solitary tear rolled down her cheek. "It's a little late to even start to tell me now don'tcha think?", he retorted coldly as he pushed his hands deeper into his c
Kylie held her breath as she listened to the truck door slam closed, then to heavy footsteps on the porch. The moan of the old hinges made Kylie shudder as Vincent stepped inside, “What the hell!? Why didn’t you lock the door!?”, Kylie whispered. “I was in a hurry.”, Rob responded. “Come out, Come out wherever you are!”, Vincent teased. “Look, I know you’re here- I know that is your blue Coupe Ute out front there.”, Vincent shouted as he made his way through the two bedrooms and kitchen; slamming and slinging things as he went. “That was a hell of a stunt you pulled off, running off with that little weasel, taking me money….making me mourn for you!”, Vincent shouted. With every glass that broke Kylie jumped and became more anxious, as Vincent neared the basement door Rob motioned for Kylie to go over to the window and climb out. Alarmed Kylie walked over to the wobbly old two foot by four foot table that was set against the cinder block wall, slowly climbed on top. The loud calamity