Solecism by C Alexis

SLAM My breath bates. My heart batters to a foreboding beat. His tread tramps along the walkway, trudging up the three steps to the stoop, stomping side-to-side, before swinging the door open with a shriek. I spring to shaky feet scurrying to serve his supper. He slumps over his plate, shovelling forkfuls until the pattern...

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