MILDRED

GODDAMN WHORE

I sobbed a little more as my trembling fingers blindly raked through the rack of clothes. I just couldn't stop the tears from streaming down my face or shuddering at the thoughts of Enid's fury.

He hated me. This made me tighten more into my mold.

I stripped out from the pastel pink dress he had commanded me to change out of. I was now in my bra and panties. I caught the tears with the bridge of my palm, my nose was stopped up and I hocked up a loogie and headed to the bathroom to dispose of it.

I flushed the toilet and headed back...