Taming the Shrew — A Tale of a Brat’s First Discipline Session
The rain poured into the streets, and the water ran down the sidewalk’s edge. I held my warm cup of coffee close like it was the only heat left. I stood, stared, listened to the sounds of water hitting the pavement, and watched the individual drops as they hit the window. There was silence, and the silence pushe…
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