she sat in the corner
She sat huddled in the corner. Tears were streaming silently down her face. She couldn’t dare make a noise. It was calling for danger. She couldn’t move too. Nothing. It would wake him and she couldn’t afford that. No, that was out of the question. * It was 7 in the morning. The sound of running water woke her up. He was in the shower. The water was running light so he had just gone in. she had at least 10 minutes. She tried to get up quickly but the bolt of pain sent her into near paralysis. She bit her lip to stop from screaming out. She moved again, slowly this time, gathering her sari around her as she got up. The crumpled sari refused to be ordered into pleats so she just left it. Buttoning up her blouse she fingered the tear in the side, she would have to sew that up, it was one of her best ones. Slipping her feet into the soft moccasins she walked towards the door. She turned the knob as lightly as po