Liliana pushed the dress into the corner of her closet and shut the door. She had moved on in life. She had asked for a normal life, and she needed to stop thinking of the past life. It was the past, after all.
"Let's go!" Lewis called out from the kitchen. She came out and noticed him standing near the door, his hand on the handle. He turned and pulled his hand away. "You're wearing that?"
She looked at her black suit pants and red sweater set. "What's wrong with this?"
He laughed. "Go put some jeans on."
"Stop making fun of me," she protested. "You don't know how hard this is for me."
"Whatever," he shooed her into the bedroom. "Just put some pants on, we're only going to Applebee's."
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Once when walking through a convenience store, I told some friends that I wanted to buy handcuffs and a briefcase so that people would wonder that important thing I was carrying around handcuffed to my wrist.
3 comments:
Snippet o' what? Lewis sounds controlling and mean.
Make it what you'd like it to be.
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