Beginning?

Published May 7, 2022 by Nan Mykel

Doug Shivley stepped onto the porch of the duplex and keyed in the front door. His dad was on a long haul for the bottling company, and he did not have to worry about his mom, who’d left them three years ago. He eased off his ball cap and leaned forward into the front hall mirror to check his forehead. He should have used a gun, but he had no way of knowing she was a he and a fighter…. or at least a kind of a he.

He swayed. Maybe he was drunk. Suddenly losing strength, he headed for the bathroom, grabbed a towel and climbed into the tub. He didn’t want to have to explain blood to his dad. He would have to beg off summer session finals and lie low. Bitch!  He could not go to the Emergency Room for treatment due to fear of being collared. He smiled grimly. The bitch can’t go to the ER, either! Damn conniving bitch man!

 

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4 comments on “Beginning?

  • Whew!! I’m dealing with a situation right now where I’m afraid of a few men. Some work had to be done on the house I live in, ordered by the landlord and after I got a guy I thought I knew to do some stuff. I am handy with myown tools, make my own frames, bookshelves, kitchen cupboards etc. They resent it. One guy went off with some of my money the little shit. I trusted him, he did some work here before and I thought he was okay. I wonder if anyof them are really. Even when they pay lip service to equality of women. They probably think I’m a lesbian. Locking doors even in daytime now again.

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