She ducked as he threw the snow globe across the room. It hit the wall and shattered with water splashing up. She was furious. He knew that globe had been the last gift from her mom who passed away five years ago. “Do you feel all big and tough now that you broke that? Or are you out to destroy a little bit more of me?”
They had fought before but never like this. He usually just turned quiet if she raised her voice. That would make her madder and him quieter withdrawing from any communication. Her last resort was to leave the room and usually set out to the sidewalks to try to walk off some of the hurt, pain and anger. This was the first time he tried to hit her with something.
She was most relieved that their daughter was at a friend’s house for a sleep over. She tried so hard to protect her from all of this, her father’s drinking and self-destructive manor. How would she explain the globe being broken though? She too knew it was her mom’s favorite thing from grandma. Just another mess of his she would have to clean up.
She walked for about thirty minutes and figured he was either gone or passed out drunk by now. She went back in the house and grabbed the broom and a towel to clean up the glass and water. Sure enough, he was passed out in his recliner. She just left him there and went to find a friend on the internet to talk to.
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – globe