The Restraining Order

"Well, how ya doin?" he asked placing his foot inside the door. His face became a sneer as he recognized her fear that only strengthened his resolve. "What are you doing here?" she said leaning her body against her side of the door. She couldn't smile, didn't want to frown as terror coated her tongue. "Well, I come to see you, dahlin." he cooed leaning lazily against the outside jamb. "Dontcha think we could talk awhile .... " "No!" she screamed. "No, no go away." she sobbed pushing at the door. Suddenly, he moved. The door slammed shut. Inside she stood trembling. He shrugged, turned and walked away smiling having accomplished his mission in their escalating war. Slowly he drove away to a liquor store and after putting a bottle in his car, walked leisurely down the street to a gun shop. In his gait was a little hop. ~~ ~~~ ~~~ Dedicated to all the men, women and children who have lost their lives in domestic disputes ~~~~~