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That night after he’d fallen asleep, Shirley realised she was terrified of him.
Glen had never hit her, threatened, she’d never seen him in an argument. Yet, there was something dark and violent lurking in him which she felt could be provoked.
She didn’t have to remember as far back as his second return from a mission, she could hop to just a few days ago when he shouted at the baby.
She looked at him while he slept. The beauty of the guest house was the double beds. He was over there. She was ‘safe’ here.
Shirley didn’t know what she wanted. She couldn’t imagine being a single mother, she didn’t want complications.
She’d give herself more time before making a decision.
