“Come on,” Claire shouted at the TV screen. She was perched on her sister Helen’s sofa, fists clenched by her sides. “Just take a shot!”
“No wonder Rob always watches football at the pub,” Helen laughed. “Why do you get so worked up?”
“Because I care.”
“You never used to.”
After the game, Claire hugged Helen goodbye. Safe in her arms, she thought about the night ahead. Each defeat brought the same: Rob’s return from the pub, deflated and moody; his angry words.
If Helen noticed Claire sigh, she didn’t mention it. But she’d mention Claire’s bruises tomorrow. She always did.
Very powerful and so true.
Excellent. Well written, good twist.
Vivid, great twist to sadly realistic tale.
The comments bother me even more than the story. Like women accept this as almost normal and expected behaviour. Boy, do we have a long way to go.
Frustration’s evil torch burns another victim.
I agree, Constanee.
This is sad. It makes me think losing at sports makes him a very poor sport which is just wrong.
I’ve seen it happen in diff ways though…nice, thanks.