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Click hereI put my head in my hands and pain shot through my head. Ohhh, my left temple was stinging again. I had to breathe deeply to overcome the pain. My heart was racing. I could hear the doctor talking about me, but couldn't focus on the discussion.
"Yes, Mrs. Randall. He is in good hands here. No, I don't advise air travel for at least 48 hours..."
I lay back on the couch and closed my eyes, preparing myself to talk with my wife again. The pain in my head was seeping back in my skull and I felt nauseous again. I focused on my breathing and felt my heart slowing back down. Deep breaths. Calm. I fell asleep.
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I would write this type of story about a wife who abuses her gentle husband and hurts him.
He gets hurt and abused, but she gets put in jail, and he gets away from her.
Sounds like somebody should be jailed for rape. Those two abused him cost in life and death and hurt him.
i like this chapter and i am loving this story so far, unlike som people o-o they didnt pay attention enough, makes perfect sense btw :] very gud writing
The story literally descends into chaos starting with this chapter. Nothing makes any sense - it's like a surreal French countercultural movie. And it's fairly grotesque. The last two chapters pretty much completely ruin an interesting story.