End Of The World By The Sea
'Did you want one frozen waffle or two?’
Sally wasn’t listening to Mac’s muffled cries from the diner freezer. In fact, she resented everything that had come out of his mouth recently. In the last week alone, it was mostly a mixture of sibling verbal abuse and dictated rules. She remained seated on the plush red sofa of the booth and continued to stare out of its broad window facing the sea. The more she gazed at the receded tide, the more she became immersed in its stillness. It was almost hard to believe that such a beautiful thing could ruin her life in such a horrendous way. Everyone she has ever known now float in there. She was afraid that one day she might too.