He was
staring vaguely at the ground; his father’s ranting kept going on. His father
was not so cruel, his deeds had deserved the best of his father’s soaking
yelling. His mother was on her knees already, pleading profusely to pacify her
husband
“How could
you?” His father started, he kept quiet.
“How
could you have impregnated a woman?” His mother sighed pleadingly, his father
continued.
“A sick
mad woman for that matter; what a shame you have brought on yourself, on me, on
us all.” He began to shed tears.
He was
sweating and shaking immensely as he jumped off his bed, it was a dream. He
looked then at his side, and saw a rag clothed woman.
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