Literature
Face Down
"What is this?" he growled. "What's this!?!?"
"It's just a letter…" Her voice was soft, hardly a whimper and each syllable lined with fear.
"A letter from who?" he screamed
"Um,"
"A LETTER FROM WHO???"
"My brother," she squeaked, hardly audible.
"Really," He grabbed the piece of paper of the counter and held it up to her face. "Then why is the surname different?" he asked, accusingly, his thumb on the address and threw it at her. He took off his belt. "You been cheating on me sweetheart?"
She whimpered a no.
"Liar!" SMACK!
Hey girl you know you drive me crazy
one look puts the rhythm in my hand.
Still I'll never understand why yo