He returned home, tired from a long day of work at the factory. He had been working at the same factory since he graduated from high school. And has been working in the same town all those years. Now a married man, it seems he's destined to stay here forever.
Moving to NYC, or some other big city now a dream. He always wanted to be a stock broker. Instead, he works as a mechanic in the pits of American society.
Today was another tough day at work. He came home to his wife. She was also a local. They met in high school... dated, got married, and in the future probably will have kids.
She was in the kitchen, fixing dinner. He sneaked behind her, and held her by the waist.
"Hey baby, you looking sexy", he said with an air of desperation
She secretly enjoyed when he talked this way. With her back towards him, she smiled without letting him know.
At times she was carefree and relaxed. But most of the time, she wore a mask that would never reveal her true feelings that she held deep inside. She had a secret that she wanted to tell the world, but she couldn't
He now made his way to the room. He asked how how she felt. She said she was okay. But he knew much better. So he held her by the waist, and punched her the same way he did after everyday of work. She cried, helplessly.
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