The Pain

Censored: Adapted for the sensitive reader. Strong language removed. Because everyone deserves a powerful love story. Medical terms are not intended to be diagnostic or accurate and should not be used in live case scenarios. Excerpt: "My daughters need their father," Rebecca did not move. She began skillfully. "Why are you wrecking their home?" "I am no home wrecker, Mrs. Joseph," Patricia wagged her fingers at her. "Don't blame me for your marital troubles." "You are such a hypocrite," Rebecca said, "all this time pretending to be the innocuous teacher and you were just eyeballing my husband. All those lies you fabricated about the kids getting into trouble. Were just excuses to see him, weren't it? Calling him in private, when you already spoke with me?" "I don't know what you are talking about," Patricia gestured, getting anxious about Rebecca's explosive attitude. "And that knack you had for conveniently bouncing into us," Rebecca flagged fingers. "I should have known, parading yourself in that skimpy bikini piece at the beach; pretending to be interested in the girls' sandcastle? All this time you sneaky tramp was just after my husband " "Look I think you better leave," Patricia said. "Quarreling with me is not going to solve your problems. Go talk to you husband not me." "How long have you been with my husband behind my back?" Rebecca demanded. "Answer me, I need to know. How long have you two been stabbing me in the back?" "I did not start seeing your husband until you two broke up," Patricia said; although she was not sure to be accurate, she did think it wise to calm her. "And when the hell was that; when did we two break up?" Rebecca stepped forward in rage.(End of excerpt)When is love a Fairy Tale?Love is passion, love is lust, love is pleasure, love is gentle, love is pain...