She is in bed. Tears running down her face. She worries about her baby girl, she glances at her, she is deeply asleep, that gives her little relief. It's dark and the TV is on. She wonders where he is but deep inside she knows. The TV flashes images like those happy moments inside her head. A sound takes her out of her mind. The sound of the key not hitting the keyhole. The door opens awkwardly. He is home and he is drunk...
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Life with L
Non-FictionJust a life... maybe what you don't want to live. But sometimes this is what you get... some kind of hell.
