Candles Burn
Sarah pushed into her apartment, slamming the door loudly behind her. She was so angry! If David came anywhere near her, she would.
"Hey Sarah! How was work today? You know, Race just told me." David stopped mid-sentence once he got a look at the fury in Sarah's face.
Sarah glared at her little brother, too mad to speak. She pointed a shaking finger at David's freckled face, stuttering, "You.you."
"Whassamatta?" David asked, awkwardly, sounding like his best friend for just a minute. "Was it something I said? Wait a minute," Now David turned anxious. "Was it something Jack did? If it is, just say the word, and I'll soak him for ya."
Finally, Sarah was able to finish a sentence. "I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!" She shrieked, chasing after he brother, who just decided that now would be a great time to get the hell outta there. Jumping over a couch, David stumbled, Sarah hot at his heels. Picking himself up, he ran blindly into the kitchen and around to the other side of the wooden table. Sarah tried to run around to get to him, but they just ended up circling the table, around and around and around..
"Sarah! Just tell me what's wrong! What happened?" David asked while dodging the spoons and forks that came whizzing next to his face, lodging into the wall behind him. Gulping, David dived under the kitchen table and made a mad dash for the door.
But Sarah was right behind him, and a second before he could wrench the door open she thrust out a hand to keep the door shut. David cowered, Sarah's face an inch from his, waiting to see what would happen.
Sarah pushed into her apartment, slamming the door loudly behind her. She was so angry! If David came anywhere near her, she would.
"Hey Sarah! How was work today? You know, Race just told me." David stopped mid-sentence once he got a look at the fury in Sarah's face.
Sarah glared at her little brother, too mad to speak. She pointed a shaking finger at David's freckled face, stuttering, "You.you."
"Whassamatta?" David asked, awkwardly, sounding like his best friend for just a minute. "Was it something I said? Wait a minute," Now David turned anxious. "Was it something Jack did? If it is, just say the word, and I'll soak him for ya."
Finally, Sarah was able to finish a sentence. "I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!" She shrieked, chasing after he brother, who just decided that now would be a great time to get the hell outta there. Jumping over a couch, David stumbled, Sarah hot at his heels. Picking himself up, he ran blindly into the kitchen and around to the other side of the wooden table. Sarah tried to run around to get to him, but they just ended up circling the table, around and around and around..
"Sarah! Just tell me what's wrong! What happened?" David asked while dodging the spoons and forks that came whizzing next to his face, lodging into the wall behind him. Gulping, David dived under the kitchen table and made a mad dash for the door.
But Sarah was right behind him, and a second before he could wrench the door open she thrust out a hand to keep the door shut. David cowered, Sarah's face an inch from his, waiting to see what would happen.