Lies, lies, and more lies. Pain in her heart and in her gut was almost unbearable. Each word was a vicious stab in the back. A bosom buddy should never announce such detestable information. He was her Patrick. Her lover. Her world. Never again could she be trusted.
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
100 Words #2
Crisp, chilling wind ripped into her very soul, fueling the fire. As goosebumps exploded across her body, two sizable fists formed in her lap. Fighting the hatred that was surely emitting out of her eye sockets, she settled her intense gaze upon the candle, letting its flickering flame serve as a mask.
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