No More!

Please don't hit me again, please, please no more Her tiny whisper met with a slammed door and motor revved, as his car sped away. But, he would be back by the end of day. He would tell her that he would change his way. "Babe, you know I didn't mean it," he'd say "It's just there are many problems, you know. If I don't find ease, at work I might blow." Crumpled tissue lay tossed beside her feet. reminders this madness would soon repeat. She could tell Mom, who'd tell the neighborhood Dad beat her, so she'd thought Mom understood. Someone who listened was her best friend, Sue, who told her exactly what she should do: Find a group that protects against these things, and you'll find the help togetherness brings. When he got home that day, he found a note that said, "Bud, here's a note that you can quote: I hope you find that ease you're looking for. Me: You'll not hit again. I've said No More!