tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1560998983662708651.post4640737458660113494..comments2023-03-18T08:41:46.111-07:00Comments on For Write or Wrong: MySixWriMo Day 11 (and sneak peek at Day 12)Greta Iglhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10647468825542451799noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1560998983662708651.post-10873752718076122432009-04-11T07:59:00.000-07:002009-04-11T07:59:00.000-07:00The Lie“Either you tell him or I will,” Alice said...<B>The Lie</B><BR/><BR/>“Either you tell him or I will,” Alice said, her eyes full of fear and bully.<BR/><BR/>David felt sweat bead his forehead. Dad would be angry when he saw the car; but David knew it would be far worse if he found out the truth. <BR/><BR/>For David it would just be sneaking out, an irresponsible lapse of judgment on an otherwise spotless record that had resulted in a dinged fender.<BR/><BR/>But for Alice, it would be sneaking out with that no good piece of shit Monty, letting him touch her like she was a common slut.<BR/><BR/>“I’ll tell him,” David said, because no good could come of fighting it.Greta Iglhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10647468825542451799noreply@blogger.com