Dance

"She stood in front of him, eyes glaring, her shorts in one hand, and her hat in the other. She couldn't believe that he would dot hat to her. That he would hurt her, the day after they got married. It was bad enough she was dancing for money so she could keep her mom in the hospital, why did he have to go and make it worse? He reached his hand across the table taking her neck into it, and squeezing it slightly, listening to her silent sobs as she struggled to escape his grip. As he let go she sighed and played down. Slowly falling asleep as she listened to his laughing as he read his past murders aloud."