You Are Mad

Don Marcello. You are mad! You are mad! You are mad! You are mad!

She wrote the curses continuously on a piece of paper and gingerly went to her kitchen window and threw down the piece of paper in case he was alive, in case he would see it and read it.

Don Marcello, EoT( eyes on target)at the site of the refuse dump where he cleared the grasses, a piece of white paper tossed down, fell on the refuse dump.

His waist creaked but he managed to get up and from the refuse dump began to open the paper. It was initially rumpled.

Melissa, not satisfied by what she did, wanted to hear him. To know why all the embarrassment? Why did he leave his ex, to come after her? She wanted to know if he was mad.

His actions had defied explanation. What kind of love is he professing now?

She shook her head and fell on the bed crying but controlling her cry.

Up, she went to a drawer, loosed a thread from its roll wrote the worst expletives on a piece of paper, and tied the long thread to it with a pe
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