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The Storm

His voice rose angrily above the storm and she cringed at his words.

Outside, thunder flashed across the sky, wind lashed against the trees, twisting and tormenting them.

He noticed her tears and felt sudden remorse.

Sorry, he whispered, holding her tentatively.

Slowly the storm abated, the wind blew gently, as if caressing the trees.

0 12 October, 2010 55 Fiction October 12, 2010


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