She came home. And that was it. The gap

She came home. And that was it. The gap wider than ever but physically she was there now, in the house we built together and the life we tore apart. My silence hung in the air
but she slapped it down on her way from the kitchen to the 3rd dungeon with a bowl of soup. It was probably the soup I had just heated up. My silence looked bruised and hungry.
I stared up at her sullenly. "if you want food you can take it" she said, looking pointedly at my bound hands and smirking. I bared my teeth at her, and
Recited the menu along with today's special: watermelon caprese carpaccio. The prisoner glared as I offered complimentary bread. Hands bound he was forbidden from all arts & crafts
Even though his hands were tied, we weren't barbarians. I offered him the constructive art of nose painting. Later, we sold his painting at a prison charity event.
The nose paintings he'd made sold in the prison charity like hot cakes and brought much unwanted attention to his case again. Damn it! We had hope to keep it all hush, hush only no
one could have imagined that nose portraits by a con could be so incriminating. The con artist was brought to court again to face charges for charging for faces and he was sent
to the State Universal Mall, sentenced to shop until he dropped. But the con artist sat by a fountain just people-watching, until General Nose came by sporting Groucho glasses. Th
En he brought the con-artist some fish and chips. They ate together. Their moustaches were similar. They both had salt and pepper hair. Zena Nose joined her father in the park.
"Who is this, Dad?" Zena asked. "Oh, don't you worry, Zena," he replied. But she did worry. Which is why she had slipped laxatives into the man's food. That would be interesting...

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Finished: 2016-11-20 00:50:13

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