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The Lotus Angel
Joined: Aug 2008 Gender: Female  Posts: 2 Karma: 0 |  | Tea Cups & Brandy « Thread Started on Sept 5, 2008, 5:39pm » | |
She hears the key in the door, her hands begin to shake
The tea cup slips from her grasp, shatters on the floor
She reaches for the cloth; begins to mop
She doesn't look up as he enters
He's not angry anymore; she can hear the guilt in his voice before he ever speaks
He doesn't meet hr gaze; seeing only the necklace of bruises she wears
He offers her his hand...tea cups are such fragile things!
Courvoisier explodes across the hall, the acrid smell of brandy fills the hall The chase is on now, she takes the steps two at a time
His hands around her throat, her feet slipping on the steps
"I'm gonna throw you down...b****"
Floating now; time and space have no meaning.
She hears the key in the door, her hands begin to shake
The tea cup slips from her grasp; shatters on the floor
She reaches for the cloth but she does not mop
Tea, sticky with sugar, seeps into the stone
She faces him as he enters, he's not angry anymore
"Not another cup" he says, but he does not walk forward; does not offer his hand
He doesn't meet her gaze, seeing only the necklace of bruises she wears
"No more tea cups Paul, I'll not survive to replace them all"
17th August 1998
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