Ficly for today. Surprise ending. Truckin’ away on the book. 60 pages now. Stay tuned to news on that this week.
The water was everywhere. On the walls, on the floor. Covering him.
She kicked and screamed between gulping gasping breaths while he held her down. She was fighting hard. Pushing, she groped for the edge of the tub, trying to keep away from the water, knocking his hands aside.
What were the neighbors going to think? He wanted to shut her up for just a second, so no one called the cops, god forbid.
She was crying now, yelling at him to let go, but where would she have gone? She had no one else. This was the end of the road.
Two-year-old Jenny Anghers was going to take her bath and like it.
Originally on Ficly: http://ficly.com/stories/17188