Last week we met Ellen as she pulled pictures containing her soon to be ex-husband's face from the walls and flung them into a garbage bag. This week's six sentences come from the same scene. Ellen has noticed their wedding picture across the room, grabbed a fire poker and taken a running start.
She beat it mercilessly. “Love! Honor! Cherish!” She took a breath to steady herself for one last blow and muttered, “keep thee only unto, my ass!” Stepping on the shards for good measure she headed for the master bedroom, ignoring the doorbell’s insistent chiming.
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