Chapter 23

CAPITOL HILL NEIGHBORHOOD, WASHINGTON DC. TWO DAYS EARLIER. Martha stared at her reflection on the large floor length mirror, her cheeks sunken than their usual size, eyes rimmed with dark circles and her bones more prominent than her dieting and exercise routine usually caused. It was an unappealing look, one she didn't appreciate at all. She looked closer at own reflection and scowled, threw her bony knukles at the mirror and it shattered into a million pieces, her hands cracked open and pink blood trickled out in a thin line, making an oddly beautiful design there. She smiled at the beautiful pattern and the looked at the mirror before deciding to threw the second punch. "Darling, please" Brownson begged a he stepped into the bedroom and met his very naked wife before the now shattered mirror, "Leave me be!" She snapped as he held her, his equally wrinkled hands circling her frail frame. "Why are you doing this to yourself? To us?" He begged, a loud sob breaking from his won t