Normally the end results were mild regret and a bit of fatigue but today he felt like he’d just won the lottery.
Isaac was, in fact, going to be late for his family dinner as he was, at the same moment, on the other side of the city quietly slipping out of the bedroom of Mrs Williamson.
His muscles all tensed and he opened his mouth to scream, but the rushing air caught the sound in his throat and he stifled.
From the moment he’d met her he was convinced she was the one for him and he loved every part of her.
Marcus wrote the words hoping that getting them out of his head and onto paper would somehow make the nightmare go away, but like the bite of hard liquor or the smell of rotten meat, that kind of isolation lingered.
Content warning: Violence and themes of rape.
He was sitting on the steps outside the courthouse where he’d just been told that his now ex-wife was getting full custody of their child and dog.
June 16th 1984: At 07:23 AM Fredrick William Jones, age 37, gets out of bed and walks through his house
The window wound back up and the car pulled off slowly, careful not to spray water as it went. Looking skyward again Maalik said.
“Fine, I’ll help him, but not because you made me.”