“A penny for your thoughts?” His voice was insistent. The edgy tone he used when he was on the brink. She thought about the things she wanted to say. How he was too controlling and turned every conversation into a monologue. What was wrong with the world. Wrong with her. How for years she’d dreamt of ways to end his reign of terror. How last month she started adding a special ingredient to his morning coffee—him contemplating why it was this particular brand tasted of almonds. Instead, she said, “I don’t deserve you, darling,” focusing on her cracked teacup. Lisa H. Owens Just 100 Words 100 Word Story - February 2023 Photo Prompt
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