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Shirley was sleeping, finally, when Glen woke, left the bed. She was too tired to open an eye, grasping a few more minutes of sleep.
She heard him in the bathroom, drifted back to sleep.
Some time later heard him shout; “Shut up!” at Zac, who was crying.
She came from the bed, into the front room.
“Make him stop!” Glen growled.
She went to the baby, took him up, changed him, quickly prepared formula, and was sitting feeding him.
She looked at Glen wondering if he wanted to hold his son, but he was stalking about, moving from one window, then to the other, peering out surreptitiously, as if he expected terrorists on the street.
Good tension mounting up, it’s wound tight like a coiled spring… Great action, is Glen moving To one window to another? or, “from one window to another?” Otherwise fantastic stuff… (More)
Thanks. Guess I could try the ‘edit’ button.