If it hurt when I drove my fist through the wall, I couldn’t tell. I would have done it again if she hadn’t screamed. I only noticed something like pain when I opened my hand to pick up my keys, and even then it was only a vague counterweight to my rage.
It was over.
* * * * * FFF-55 Vol. XV. Tell a story in exactly 55 words. Go see G-Man.