The branch broke, but not the same one he’d used to break her back – a thick splurge of verbal diarrhoea he smeared upon her, shrinking her into a ball within his fist.
The spark of fury finally lit, and the countdown of her explosion began. She was aiming for his chest. One blow, one strike and her greatest demon would be no more.
© LaYinka Sanni, January 2012
Habiba from ‘Torn Page Diaries’ is MIA, so short free writing pieces are all I can manage until she resurfaces. I hope she returns soon! (other free writing pieces are posted on my FB page – check them out.) ~ LY.