Something Worth Fighting ForChapter 3
By three in the afternoon Hannah had pretty much cried herself out. Realizing that her sons should have been home by now, Hannah raced upstairs to get dressed. She had been sitting naked in her home all day. At some point the bodywash and shampoo had dried onto her body. Jumping into the shower she started crying again and couldn't seem to stop herself. As she cried so pitifully in a hiccupping manner, she tried hard to scrub herself clean. But no matter what she did she still felt dirty....