Jan
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Jan sat on the side of the bed in her robe rubbing the side of her face and silently cried while Matt took a shower in the other room. He returned shortly and looked down at his wife; the tears running down her face. The anger that masked his face sent dread into her heart.
"Just stop it or I'll really give you something to cry about!" he yelled at her. "I'm not a fag like Steve next door.