Prerogative

Control is earned, not freely given

Photo by Gabriele Lässer on Unsplash

Not again. Never again. “Enough!”

As his words whistled through the leaves, she turned and stared him down. Her eyes pierced to his core, and the doubt rose in his throat.

She turned her back, raised the apple to her lips and took another bite.

“Worried there’s not enough left?”

Thanks to J.A. Taylor for the prompt!