screamed, she was quiet.
He kicked out angrily, she didn't budge.
He lifted his hand to
fight, she extended hers to support.
He pushed her away, she tightened her grip.
Sometime later, his anger is gone.
“Do you still love me”, he asks.
“Yes son, I
love you with a no 'conditions apply' clause.
Written in response to the prompt 'Conditions Apply' for Write Tribe's..
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