Thursday, March 24, 2011

My Sea

_____“Now. Just do it now,” He said. He put his hands on her shoulders and bent his head.

_____“I’ll never tell,” She stepped back away, “Anyone.”

_____The closet door slammed in his face, and the wood creaked in circles where she paced. She opened it, to find again just an old wool jacket and rubber boots. The only remnants of it that no one would ever need to know.

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