Marnie’s Guts

It wasn’t the first time he’d given her a black eye, broken her ribs, or left a purple-hot bruise where no one could see. But by God, it was the last. “That’s it.” Marnie whispered, holding a dish towel to her bloodied chin. “I’m done.” “You ain’t goin’ no-damn-where,” he sneered. “You ain’t got the […]

Art Appreciation

It was the first thing she saw each morning when she woke up, and the last thing she saw before falling asleep. It bungled her dreams and ruined her days. For as far back as Tammy could remember it had hung there, taking up almost the entire wall. The monstrosity was an eyesore; a waste of valuable space where Barry Manilow […]