Tuesday, August 24, 2010

"We were just talking...."

Just talking, huh?  Didn't sound that way over the last 20 minutes, where from inside my apartment 3 buildings away I could hear him choking and slapping you as you pleaded between tearful breaths for him to "Please, stop!"

I even heard you ask him if he was going to slap you around any more tonight as the first of 3 police cars came into view down the alley after I'd called 911.

Your life must suck.  Or maybe you enjoy it, which is fine, who am I to judge?

I feel sick to my stomach.

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