Teresa

I slowly pulled away the pillow I pressed against my head and ears to realize that the noise was gone.

When the brother pounded on the door and cried, I was almost moved to open up. But that would only fuel the rage going on between them, and that’s not what I want.

I want them to really settle. To get their shits together.

My resolve was cracking slowly, so I laid down and covered my ears. If I didn’t hear them, they’d weary themselves out and eventually leave.

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