The Day I Proposed and Walked Away
At a pet store near our complex, she dove into picking her new friend, while my allergies kept me outside.
My eyes wandered to a clinic next door, where a scarred, limping man dispensed medicine. Something about him felt familiar.
When he caught my gaze, he covered his face and bolted.
Puzzled, I turned to the pet store clerk, who explained, "He is a mute. Opened that clinic last year. He used to be a doctor, getting canned for some screw-up. He is good at his job, but his voice is shot. Oh, and he married a woman fresh out of prison. Her face is all messed up. They fight like cats and dogs, yelling and even pulling knives sometimes. He calls her a filthy curse and blames her for ruining his
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