Wally and Ester

A Short Story about Marriage and Escape

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“You never listen to me.” Ester said. “I am so angry with you right now. You waited till the temperature reached 80 degrees to go take the fans and the air conditioning units out of storage in the attic.”

And the more Esther spoke, the angrier she became, and her wiry body shook as if jolted by miniature bolts of electricity. Even her fine silver hair seemed to stand up…