Between brother and sister A door slammedSoft footsteps padded on the hard tile floortowards the kitchen sink.The faucet turned.Water touched. Pain stung.He bit back the words taught outside the homeGlancing aroundKnowing the other would not hearLetting a few slip pastIt soaked in, the silence Numbed, he stoodWalking towards the one roomoccupied by the other.Hearing her breath. Fast, unevenWas it her?Was it him.Stepping insideLight burningCaughtThe soft sigh examining the wounds. SilenceNothingNo wordsNo soundsEyes say everythingEverything she wontThe floor creaked.Light faded.Blankets stirred.A door slamm
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