|Visual Dare 18: Minimal|
Leaving Riply Creek
Packing his suitcase, the words haunt him and with each tear he shed he packed more clothes.
The fight had been bad, evident by the bedroom. The rage in her intoxicated eyes gave an advanced warning but Tim couldn't leave the house in time.
Like clockwork, the broomstick came into play as she battered him. He could have pushed her or hit her, but he didn't. Locking himself in the bedroom he waited for her to pass out.
He hated to leave but her curse was more than he could handle.
Word Count: 99/100
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