The feigned innocence incensed her, and she bit the inside of her lip, an aggravated growl rumbling in the back of her throat - she was a vision of fury - all decorum and restraint absent from her visage. The insult to her perceived injury were the words that next escaped his mouth and her fists clenched and unclenched furiously.
'No!' and it was her turn to be outraged, 'but much like your letter you're far too quick to open your mouth about things which have absolutely nothing to do with you' she was fighting the urge to stamp her foot like a petulant child. Everything in her wanted to have a physical response to the outrage she felt bodily.
'Your wife deals with blood guts and gore on a daily basis, up to her elbows in the stuff - but you would forbid her to read about it! It was phrased like a question - but there was no answer that would placate her.
'No!' and it was her turn to be outraged, 'but much like your letter you're far too quick to open your mouth about things which have absolutely nothing to do with you' she was fighting the urge to stamp her foot like a petulant child. Everything in her wanted to have a physical response to the outrage she felt bodily.
'Your wife deals with blood guts and gore on a daily basis, up to her elbows in the stuff - but you would forbid her to read about it! It was phrased like a question - but there was no answer that would placate her.
I am my mother's savage daughter, The one who runs barefoot cursing sharp stones
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I am my mother's savage daughter, I will not cut my hair, I will not lower my voice
MJ made glory
I am my mother's savage daughter, I will not cut my hair, I will not lower my voice
MJ made glory