Night Before the Interview

Leanne knocked on her daughter’s door. “Honey, are you doing okay?” She waited a moment and knocked again. “Leslie, honey, is everything alright? Steven, are you in there?” She waited and still heard no response. “Honey, I’m coming in.” Leanne opened the door and saw her daughter lying on the bed, eyes glazed over as she stared at the ceiling. “Honey, why didn’t you answer me?”
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The Skirt Suit

Jessica closed her eyes, and she could almost feel him around her again…

She had walked shakily into the room she shared with her husband David.  With each step she asked herself if she was making the right decision; a meek voice in the back of her head told her that she was overreacting, that she didn’t need to take things this far, that she could tolerate him for a while longer and that maybe he would change on his own.  But another voice, one attempting to be brave and assertive but still fairly meek, insisted that it was time.  She had compromised and submitted and given up so much of the woman she had once been to David, no matter how much the abuse grew, and he would continue taking until nothing was left.  It was time. Continue reading “The Skirt Suit”