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by stacy
Rated: 13+ · Fiction · Experience · #1939959
A story that's coming to me
         It's Monday morning, I'm sitting at my computer at work, where I'm supposed to be ordering supplies. I cannot focus, my mind is still mired in the events of this passed weekend. Try as I may, I can't switch the channel my mind is stuck on, I keep seeing the terrible grimace on the face of my once beloved husband, the set of his jaw, the grit of his teeth...
         He's always enjoyed his beer, for that matter, so have I, but lately it seems to turn him into someone altogether different. Someone who doesn't care for me one bit.I roll it all over in my head, again and again, the silly arguments, accusations,
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