by Lisa McCourt Hollar
The steam from the shower soothed my muscles. Bending my head,
I allowed the water to beat on my back, releasing the tension. I
shouldn't have let the rage loose.
I watched their blood flow down the drain, todays failure taunting
me. Damn, I had blown my diet.
I'd found my sister...my twin, in bed with him. She should have
known better. So should he; my breasts are bigger. They never
finished their foreplay. I saw the fear shimmer in their eyes,
making my first taste of blood in over a year, so much the better.
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