Oct 8, 2016
"I’m not angry," she flailed, picking up the shards of broken ceramic on the floor, "I’m never angry with small things like this!”
Antonio lowered himself down to the floor, aiding her in her mission to clean up the ceramic mess. He wasn’t entirely sure how it happened. One moment he’d been staring idly at the curtains and the next, the shattering sound had met with his ears. “It’s--” He did his best to be careful; the last thing he needed was a cut upon his finger-- “fine to be angry, if you feel angry. Better to let it out than keep it swelling deep within.”
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