Glass

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Kelly sits there as she’s been waiting for her nephew to come home sitting under a painting of music notes. She has been dreading to tell him the news, shattered glass is on the living room floor, with the couch bed made, and she is sitting here in tears with candles around the floor. Kelly is falling apart and she has been for weeks but no one even notices what is really going on with her… Tonight is the breaking point she’s going to tell everyone she’s leaving.

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