Hennessy released the old woman’s arm when the light turned green.
“It’s okay ,” he said. “I can manage now.”
And continued his walk alone.
A Child’s Revenge
Jeremy kicked the stone with his foot and watched it fly across the yard, his father’s head, bouncing, hitting the street, like his mom.
Olivia’s body sways to the music, like before. The sound of metal still echoes in her head as her legs hold firm to the chair.
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I also wanted to comment on the first one. (I hope the second one doesn't feel slighted because it's good too.) The first one told a complete story that gave a total picture of the unexpected. I loved it.