Resorting to violence

January 28, 2009

“Where did you go?” he asked. She had been silent for almost 10 minutes, staring to her right as if there were a TV hanging across the room on the wall.

She turned her head back toward him, but her eyes remained unfocused. He considered slapping her back to their place and time. He hated resorting to violence, but sometimes, she pushed him too far.

“I was envisioning my life without you,” she said. “And I have to say, it was all pretty fantastic.”

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