My face is fragile, bruised from the countless hits, and my eyes are swollen with tears. i started out to be a perfect beauty, but every beauty has pa...nful secrets. the floor creeks as i limp across the bedroom. hes lying there sleeping, without a care in life. i grab the bag i prepared a few nights before and head down the stairs. Im afraid hell wake from the loud creeks the wooden floors make. something i used to love about this house is now something i fear. it doesnt feel right. i get to. ” He reached out and pulled on her arm to get her started. Larry noticed the noise in the small dining area dropped to almost complete silence when the cook spoke. Several of the men and a couple of the women there looked upset, a couple glared at Larry.The cook turned and wandered back into the kitchen carrying a full cup of coffee, the apparent reason for his foray into the dining area. When he arrived in the kitchen, Larry heard him yelling at the waitress, “You stupid cunt. I don’t know why. “Aren’t you looking darling today,” said my husband that Friday as he ate his breakfast.I was wearing a yellow strapless day dress with white polka dots, white stockings, saddle shoes.“Thank you, dear,” I said. “It’s Ma Jong day with the ladies.”Once my husband had left for work I touched up my makeup and put the butter back in the refrigerator.When the milkman opened the milk box, I opened the front door. He looked up at me in surprise, then smiled slightly and stood. He had a glass bottle in. “Come on, Daddy. Later! We'll have all the time you want after they leave. I promise.” I spoke under my breath, not wanting our guests to hear what I called you. They probably wouldn't understand why I called you 'Daddy,' and I didn't feel like explaining. Not wasting any more time, I gave you another quick kiss before returning to our dining room. Dinner started off well. Peter and Danielle were probably our best friends, so having them over was always nice. We talked about work, about the.