{"id":606,"date":"2016-12-21T11:54:19","date_gmt":"2016-12-21T11:54:19","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/theskrypt.co.ke\/wordpress\/?post_type=jetpack-portfolio&amp;p=606"},"modified":"2016-12-21T11:54:19","modified_gmt":"2016-12-21T11:54:19","slug":"rage","status":"publish","type":"jetpack-portfolio","link":"https:\/\/sqrypted.co.ke\/index.php\/portfolio\/rage\/","title":{"rendered":"Rage"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><span style=\"font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit;\">Jane watched from the bushes as he kissed the girl goodbye. A rage boiled inside her.\u00a0<\/span><span style=\"font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit;\">He waved and then started back up the hill, towards their home.\u00a0<\/span><span style=\"font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit;\">She sunk further back in the bushes and took a shortcut back home.<\/span><!--more--><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit;\">The water she left in the pot was now boiling. She poured part of it into the boiling beef stew and set about preparing the rest of the dishes.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit;\">Her husband arrived shortly after.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit;\">\u201cWoman!\u201d where is the food, I am hungry.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit;\">\u201cYes husband\u201d she responded as usual. Trying to camouflage the tightness in her throat.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit;\">\u201cAnn! Aaannnn!\u201d she called after her daughter.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit;\">Ann rushed to the kitchen.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit;\">\u201cYes mother?\u201d she said respectively.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit;\">\u201cBring your father a glass of water and then set the table\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit;\">\u201cYes mother.\u201d Ann responded and moved forward.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit;\">She remained in the kitchen pondering.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit;\">A while later the meal was ready and she brought it to the table. They ate quietly.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit;\">She barely spoke. That was normal.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit;\">He was very cheerful and chatty. That was normal too. He was always cheerful after seeing her.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit;\">\u201cThe porridge should be ready now.\u201d She announced getting up from her seat.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit;\">Ann immediately followed after her and started to clear the table. An obedient, disciplined child.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit;\">From the kitchen door, she watched him scratching his beard, a satisfied smile on his face. He would soon close his eyes and fall asleep and the porridge was ready\u2026..<\/span><span style=\"font-style: inherit; font-weight: inherit;\">\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Jane watched from the bushes as he kissed the girl goodbye. 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