Elizabeth sat at the window and looked out, she could see the ocean across the road. It was near enough to hear the waves crashing on the beach. Elizabeth eyes were fixed on the gate, she only got up twice to look through the kitchen window to see if he would come up the back way.
Elizabeth felt like she had waited on Mark her whole life. She told herself one day she would walk into the sea and never look back. Feel the water cover her head and the silky arms of the warm salty water embrace her.
Mark came home when the road was quite. She could hear the whisper of the sea, and the ticky ticky noise of the crabs crossing the road. He was drunk. His eyes were bloodshot and he reeked of white rum, but she smiled and her heart was glad. He had spent the night at the Bar, and not in the arms of Miss Rosie.
Elizabeth felt like she had waited on Mark her whole life. She told herself one day she would walk into the sea and never look back. Feel the water cover her head and the silky arms of the warm salty water embrace her.
Mark came home when the road was quite. She could hear the whisper of the sea, and the ticky ticky noise of the crabs crossing the road. He was drunk. His eyes were bloodshot and he reeked of white rum, but she smiled and her heart was glad. He had spent the night at the Bar, and not in the arms of Miss Rosie.
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