Dead Man's Grip
“She felt in need of alcohol. When the waitress came round, she ordered a Maß of beer. One whole litre of the stuff. Then she stared back again at the words in the Münchner Merkur.
She could feel blind fury welling inside her. Somehow she had to contain it. It was one of the things she had been learning, anger management. She was much better at it, but she needed to focus hard to do it. Had to spiral back inside her mind to the place she was before she was angry. To the Münchner Merkur, lying on... the table.
She closed the paper and pushed it away, calming a little. But struggling. A fury inside her was threatening to erupt and she must not let it, she knew. She could not let her anger win. It had already ruled too much of her life and had not ruled it well or wisely.
Extinguish it, she thought. Extinguish it like the flame of a match in the wind. Just let it blow out. Watch it go.
Calmer now, she opened the paper again and turned back to the page. She looked at the details at the bottom.MoreLess
She could feel blind fury welling inside her. Somehow she had to contain it. It was one of the things she had been learning, anger management. She was much better at it, but she needed to focus hard to do it. Had to spiral back inside her mind to the place she was before she was angry. To the Münchner Merkur, lying on... the table.
She closed the paper and pushed it away, calming a little. But struggling. A fury inside her was threatening to erupt and she must not let it, she knew. She could not let her anger win. It had already ruled too much of her life and had not ruled it well or wisely.
Extinguish it, she thought. Extinguish it like the flame of a match in the wind. Just let it blow out. Watch it go.
Calmer now, she opened the paper again and turned back to the page. She looked at the details at the bottom.MoreLess
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