04
Aug
15

moderation

Peas in a pod

8.  Getting through ….

Kwesi was hurting like crazy.  It hurt to breathe  ..  every gasp a stab in the ribs.  The goon had bruised every bone in his chest.  His ribs throbbed madly with pain.
Angrily he glared at the lean-muscled brute.  He shot his anger out of tear-streaked eyes.  Using his emotions to dig for his reserves.  Fuelling his determination with his hatred for this thug.

Digging deep. Finding his strength of will.

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