 and smashed him over the head.

Steve went down hard, but the television hadn't done much damage. He managed to get his hands out of his pockets and claw her legs as she skipped out of his reach.

Ouch!

Janie dashed into the mudroom. Steve came after her on all fours, scrambling like a crab. He moved too fast for her to close the mudroom door.

Kill the brain.

When Steve was halfway through the door on his hands and knees Janie jumped. She drove her feet down onto his head, slamming his face down onto the cold, rough concrete.

Janie jumped and stomped and jumped and stomped, until she was so exhausted she thought she would faint. By then her estranged husband's head was nothing but a mass of red and gray gooey pulp.

Brain dead.

Okay.

***

The steamy shower felt so good. It sluiced away the stress of her day and soothed her aching muscles.

Janie thought it would have been nice to take a nap, to sleep the day away au natural. But she couldn't. Bobby would be home from school soon.

Steve was right; Bobby had gained weight, and it was all her fault. Since their breakup a year ago she'd been trying to compensate for their son living in a broken home by spoiling him, giving anything he wanted. Every toy his heart desired. Whatever he wanted to eat, to include junk food by the boatload.

Bobby was overweight, was really quite chubby, or as Steve said, _plump_.

Janie imagined that her son was probably quite tender, too.

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and smashed him over the head. 

 Steve went down hard, but the television receiver hadn't do much damage. He managed to arrive his hand out of his pockets and claw her legs as she decamp out of his scope. 

 Ouch! 

 Janie dashed into the mudroom. Steve came after her on all fours, scrambling like a crab louse. He moved too fast for her to close up the mudroom door. 

 Kill the brain. 

 When Steve was halfway through the door on his hands and knees Janie derail. She drove her feet down onto his head, slam his face down onto the cold, rough concrete. 

 Janie jumped and stomped and jump and stomped, until she was so exhausted she thought she would faint. By then her estranged husband's head was nothing but a bulk of red and gray gooey pulp. 

 Brain dead. 

 Okay. 

 * * * 

 The steamy shower felt so good. It sluiced away the stress of her day and soothed her aching muscles. 

 Janie thought it would have been nice to consider a nap, to sleep the day away au lifelike. But she couldn't. Bobby would be home from school soon. 

 Steve was proper; Bobby had gained weight, and it was all her fault. Since their breakup a year ago she'd been trying to compensate for their son live in a broken home by spoiling him, giving anything he wanted. Every toy his heart hope. Whatever he wanted to eat, to include junk food by the boatload. 

 Bobby was fleshy, was really quite chubby, or as Steve suppose, _ fatten _. 

 Janie imagined that her son was probably quite tender, excessively. 

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***

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 and smashed him over thehead.

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Ou ch! 

Janie dash edinto t he  mu d room.  St eve c ame af t er her  on all f ou r s, scr a mblingl i ke  a c rab. He moved too fa s t for her to c lose t he mu d r oom  do or.

Killth e bra i n.

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Bra in dea d .
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*** 
The  ste a m y sho werf el t so goo d. Its lu ic ed away  t he str es s o f h er da y  and  sooth ed her a ching muscles.

Jani e  thought it w o ul d ha v e be ennice to tak e an ap,to s l ee p t h e day  away  a u  n a tural. But she coul dn 't. Bo bby w ould be homefrom schoo l s oon.

St evew as right; Bobby h ad ga ined weigh t , and it  wasall herfault. Si n c e theirbre aku p a  ye a r  a go she'd been t ryin gto comp ens ate for  th eir  so n l iv ing in abroken h om eby  s poi lingh im, givi ng  an yt hin g hew anted.  Ever y to yhi s  he art des i re d .  Wha te ve r he  wa nt ed to  eat ,  to  includ e junk fo odb y th ebo atload. 

Bobby was o ve rweight, w as  re ally q u i te chubb y, or as Steve said, _p l ump_.
Jan ie im agin ed that h erson wa s p r obably  quite  tend er , t o o .

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 and_smashed him_over the head.

Steve went_down hard,_but_the television_hadn't_done much damage._He managed to_get his hands out_of his pockets_and_claw her legs as she skipped out of his reach.

Ouch!

Janie dashed into the mudroom._Steve_came after_her_on_all fours, scrambling like a_crab. He moved too fast_for her_to close the mudroom door.

Kill the brain.

When Steve_was_halfway through the_door on his hands and knees Janie jumped. She_drove her feet down onto his_head, slamming his_face_down_onto the cold, rough_concrete.

Janie jumped and stomped and jumped_and stomped, until she was so_exhausted she thought she would faint. By_then her estranged husband's head was_nothing but a mass of_red and_gray gooey pulp.

Brain dead.

Okay.

***

The steamy_shower felt so_good. It_sluiced away the_stress of her day and soothed_her aching muscles.

Janie_thought it would have been nice_to_take a nap,_to_sleep_the day_away au natural._But_she couldn't._Bobby_would be home from school soon.

Steve_was_right; Bobby had gained weight, and it_was all her fault._Since_their breakup a year_ago she'd been trying to_compensate for their son living in_a broken_home by_spoiling him, giving anything he wanted. Every toy his heart desired._Whatever he wanted to eat, to_include junk food by_the boatload.

Bobby_was_overweight, was really_quite_chubby, or_as Steve said, _plump_.

Janie imagined that her_son was_probably quite tender, too.

**About The Black**

For_over a decade, The_Black_has been a writer of internet_multi-genre fiction. His online stories, which_include dozens of short pieces,_novellas_and_serialized fiction like the Insatiable_and Passion series and The Hitman_Chronicles, have made_him a web-wide favorite author. Originally from_the_New Jersey Shore, The Black now_lives_in Virginia, where he is working_on_many_new writing projects.

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If you liked _Z_, be sure_to check out _The Getaway_.

Find _The Getaway_ online and_view The Black's_author page.

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