steampunkroyale
"Fresh and clean" thought Allyson. She scooped up another scoop of chocolate mint ice-cream, and handed it to the young kid from behind the counter. Chocolate mint suited children. It was clean, young, and fresh.
The anger was more than William can bear. It overtook his very being. So finally, he couldn't handle it anymore. "Why keep this bottled up, dear?", he whispered to Kym as she slept soundly in bed. With a knife he snatched from the kitchen, he raised it high above his head.
He swung it down towards her chest and.......
And it was finished.