My five years of marriage with a conductor believing is a banker is a short story i will be sharing with u guys here on coolval.
It only has six(6) episodes as i will be sharing 2 episode per day.
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[b] [color=red] Episode 1 [/color]
I don’t know what landed first, his hard palm slapping my face or the thud of his briefcase as he dropped it inside the doorway as he lunged at me
I screamed and recoiled from the force of the blow, my left cheek stinging from where he’d hit me. In my mouth I could taste watery blood that was now beginning to drip down my cut lip.“ Useless woman…leaving me outside
to get wet!” he lamented.
It wasn’t raining that much. It certainly wasn’t a downpour, it just a light drizzle.
I had been in the kitchen, cooking, and didn’t hear the
doorbell the first time it rang. On his second ring I heard it and came running out to open the door. I wasn’t expecting him back until late so I was surprised to see him standing there angry with a few droplets of rain on him.
Dutifully as a wife should be, I greeted him, reached to take his briefcase and usher him in.
Instead, he slapped me. His right hand had shot up with the alacrity of a lightning bolt and struck me across the face before I could throw up my arms in defense. He stood there glaring and towering over my pitiful form as i lay cowering in the corner of the door
frame, knowing he would lash out again a punch, a kick or a belting. He was that sort of man; a wife beater.
TBC [/b]
