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Nesta Owen glanced at the white plastic clock on the wall of the lounge gave a deep sigh. Phil Owen her husband of six months had gone drinking with his friends and was going to be late home once again. She switched off the TV and sat scrutinising the yellow flowered wallpaper which she loathed.   In the last six months their relationship had in Nesta's opinion degenerated and declined. Phil dark haired good looking had been the most sought after young man in Howell's department store where she worked. He fell he claimed for her cornflower blue eyes and long black hair. The front door opened after her husband had fiddled trying to get the key in the lock. She went to see him and was about to ask why he was so late when he hit her so hard about the head that she felt as if she was inside a bell that had been struck and she fell against the wall of the hall. Her lips began to swell her watery eyes stared at him. He stared at her walked past her and up the stairs swaying as he walked not giving her another thought. Her thoughts had been spattered all over the inside of her brain and she sensed the oncoming of pain.
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Jun 12, 2017
Jun 12, 2017 at 6:44 AM UTC
NESTA'S WELCOME 1996.
Nesta Owen glanced at the white plastic clock on the wall of the lounge gave a deep sigh. Phil Owen her husband of six months had gone drinking with his friends and was going to be late home once again. She switched off the TV and sat scrutinising the yellow flowered wallpaper which she loathed.   In the last six months their relationship had in Nesta's opinion degenerated and declined. Phil dark haired good looking had been the most sought after young man in Howell's department store where she worked. He fell he claimed for her cornflower blue eyes and long black hair. The front door opened after her husband had fiddled trying to get the key in the lock. She went to see him and was about to ask why he was so late when he hit her so hard about the head that she felt as if she was inside a bell that had been struck and she fell against the wall of the hall. Her lips began to swell her watery eyes stared at him. He stared at her walked past her and up the stairs swaying as he walked not giving her another thought. Her thoughts had been spattered all over the inside of her brain and she sensed the oncoming of pain.
A WOMAN IN WALES AND HER VIOLENT HUSBAND IN 1996
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Jun 12, 2017
Jun 12, 2017 at 6:44 AM UTC
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