Two of my dear readers put their bit of the story in the comments. I wanted to share them with you here so you don’t miss it.
The intro to Finish It! #29 was:
The bottle was almost empty. Just another sip. He cleaned his mouth with his sleeve. The house was still dark. He was cold. She would be home soon. And then he would show her. He would teach her a lesson. Nobody was allowed to treat him like this. He would show her! How dare she left him. For that guy! He took another sip. The bottle was empty. Maybe he would use the bottle. She had to suffer. He would take his time. Suddenly a car was pulling up. A smile on his face he pressed his body closer to the wall, hiding in the dark.
Suddenly he was floodlit.’ Don’t move a muscle’, a strong male voice called. Then he felt the handcuffs pressing around his wrists. He knew he was finished, The three strikes system had him its clutches. No escape, no release. The bitch had the last laugh after all…
and House Of Heart:
He watched her step from the car and unlock the door, the porch light slipping like his fingers through strands of soft hair resting lightly on her delicate shoulders. His eyes became cascades of falls, his heart a melting glacier. He sat the bottle down on the end table and met her at the door. Facing each other like two familiar books, their eyes spoke of history and searched each other for a future.