Trauma (2002)
“She didn’t want to cry, but the pain in her throat was too great, and she couldn’t stop herself from letting out a rasping honk of misery.
She let out another honk, and then another, and then she started to sob so bitterly that she could hardly breathe.
Duke sat up in bed. “What the fuck are you laughing at?”
She tried to catch her breath, but she couldn’t.
“It’s two-thirty in the morning. What’s so fucking funny?”
“I’m not laughing,” she said, wiping her face on the sheet. “I’m crying.”
“You’re crying?” There was a long, exasperated silence. “What are you crying for?”
“I don’t know, Duke. I guess I must have had a sad dream.”
“You had a sad dream? You had a sad dream so you have to make a noise like a whale?”
“I’m sorry.”
“Yeah, well do me a favor and go back to sleep. And for God’s sake, don’t have any dreams about being happy.”
Bonnie wiped her eyes with her fingers and sniffed. “No, Duke.
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