"The Giant Compendium of Collected Thoughts and News of Impending DOOM" read the sign above the shop. Ella looked at it suspiciously. This was supposed to be an oriental rug cleaners. Not some shop of doom. Not in the least.
She turned and headed back home to her three children and cheating husband.
Not in the least.
She would just have to find someone else to clean the stain from her heirloom carpet, handed down from her grandmother's grandmother. Her husband didn't appreciate how priceless it was, or he wouldn't have gotten drunk and passed out on it, drooling a sad little drool stain in the process. She was angry with him. Of all things, the carpet.
Not in the least.
Of course, he saw it his way. Self pity and no small amount of self loathing. Perhaps he did pick the precious rug for a reason. Maybe it was his way of saying "go to hell."
She saw it her way.
The children, well, they were supposed to stay in their rooms while mommy and daddy fought. "Giant Compendium of Collected Thoughts and News of Impending DOOM my ass" she thought.
"We'll see how long he can go without sex."
She turned and headed back home to her three children and cheating husband.
Not in the least.
She would just have to find someone else to clean the stain from her heirloom carpet, handed down from her grandmother's grandmother. Her husband didn't appreciate how priceless it was, or he wouldn't have gotten drunk and passed out on it, drooling a sad little drool stain in the process. She was angry with him. Of all things, the carpet.
Not in the least.
Of course, he saw it his way. Self pity and no small amount of self loathing. Perhaps he did pick the precious rug for a reason. Maybe it was his way of saying "go to hell."
She saw it her way.
The children, well, they were supposed to stay in their rooms while mommy and daddy fought. "Giant Compendium of Collected Thoughts and News of Impending DOOM my ass" she thought.
"We'll see how long he can go without sex."
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