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August 4, 2005

Stacy: It's Over

Their battle carried them down to the beach. Another beautiful sunset wasted.

He called her a whore. She called him weak. He spat in her face, she slapped him across his.

Overhead the sea birds turned, catching the evening insects. In the sea, hunters hunted.

He eyed the surf speculatively. She spat out one last insult and he punched her hard in the face. Her nose spurted blood and she slumped, unconscious.

He heaved her limp body far out into the surf, smiled appreciatively at the immediate roil of red water.

Yes, a vacation was what their relationship needed.

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Comments

Ah, nothing like a nice misogynistic tale to start the day. Puts hair on your chest.

Posted by: Stephen at August 4, 2005 9:34 AM · Permalink

Despite being very happily married, I can write dysfunction from either side of the chromosome. :)

Posted by: Stacy at August 4, 2005 9:37 AM · Permalink