Raised voices can be heard from inside the tiny, colorless shack.
The door slams against the outside of the shack as a tall, muscular man
storms out into the bare yard. Behind him a small, nervous woman wrings
her hands.
"How could you do this to me?" he screams. "Damn you woman. How could you?"
"Baby, I..." she stutters painfully to a stop. "I'm sorry Baby."
"Sorry?" he yells, pacing about the tiny yard. "Sorry isn't good
enough. How am I supposed to face our friends after this?"
"How are you supposed to face them? Of course it is always all
about you. How do you think I feel about all of this? You have it easy
compared to me." she yells furiously.
She sits down on the hard ground and buries her face in her
hands. Her shoulders shake as silent sobs course through her body and
tears pour down her face. Something on the man's face softens and he
slowly walks over to his wife, kneels down, and wraps his arms around
her.
"Baby I'm sorry. I love you. Come here and lets talk." he says softly in her ear. "We can work this out."
"Thank you Baby. I love you so much and I never want to loose you." she says through her tears.
He helps her to her feet and says "Come on Baby, we have a lot of plans to make and many things to discuss."
She looks at him and says sadly. "I don't deserve you."
Arm in arm they slowly walk back into the house and close the door.
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