99 word prompt : Sound and Fury
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I fear the quiet night.
When he rides a motorcycle, it’s like watching a perfect tango. Why do I dance with fire?
A car roars down our dirt road and I glance at the rifle on our wall. I shot it once. He laughed when I fell backwards.
I cry, wishing for the strength to walk away, to forget about a year of fists, slaps and accusations.
He enters, the acrid scent of whiskey fouling my air, and grabs the 30.06.
“No! That’s your wife!” his mistress screams.
He points it at me, squeezes the trigger…
Finally, I’m free.