When the Door Opened, Silence Broke
She smiled sometimes. That was when the warmth got in even though it hurt.. Other times her hands would clench up really tight so tight that her knuckles looked like they were going to break. That was when the anger was quiet. It was still there like a big storm that was being held back and it never really went away. The anger it was always there simmering and the storm it was always restrained,. Never really gone the fury was still, inside her.
