New Home

Beatrice Costello

And I would a thousand times prefer a life away from the family, free of Stefano, then continuing to pretend to be a happy and loving wife, just the thought made bile rise in my throat.

I knew Bianca would know how to do a few things, so I put her to do what was most useful. A list of products we'd need living here, Frank looked relieved when my sister's frown lifted.

With two buckets, a few bottles of bleach, and a broom, five hours later we were done cleaning up. Life granted me the clemency of having an old washing machine, but working in the small service area, the sofa would go to the trash anyway.

I tried to understand what time it was and what day it was, two days off meant Wednesday.

— It's Thursday morning already — Frank answered the silent thoughts — I'm going to take a shower first.

He just warned and left towards the bedroom with the bathroom, Bianca finally seemed to have finished the list. There must have been an item saying 'buy a new apartment'.