MILDRED

More Than A Candy

"I'm sorry!"

I reiterated for the hundredth time.

My eyes were transfixed with horror as they snagged on Enid's, unable to look away no matter how much I wanted to.

I moistened my dry lips with the tip of my tongue as my lips grew thin and firm. My jaws trembling in fear making it hard to speak.

"Mildred," he began softly.

No, I didn't need him to be soft with me. I did not want this deceptive mildness. The storm was brewing and it was something I couldn't handle. It's the one pain my body couldn't take any longer. I just couldn't.

I broke...