Today's muse:
First 50 Words
The prompt:
Once in love with Amy
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Once in love with Amy
He fantasized about it a lot; his calloused hands wrapped around her sensuous neck, squeezing until she was limp.
There would be nothing but silence after that. Oh, to be free of her incessant bickering, the fucking nagging.
She wasn’t always a bitch. He was once in love with Amy.
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