Aslan's Literatures

Edwin was angry, you could hear it on the footsteps when she shuffled around tools and such in the barn. Whenever Edwin was angry she forced herself to keep busy, now it was to move the hay from one corner to the opposite. He wanted to help her out, to talk to her and ask what was wrong but he just stood there feeling pretty helpless. Edwin suddenly screamed and kicked the poor haybale in utter frustration. Her forhead was damp with sweat that ran down her knotted brows.

***-Thats it! We are going on a walk”** *with red cheeks she turned on her heel and marched out.

Edwin was angry, you could hear it on the footsteps when she shuffled around tools and such in the barn. Whenever Edwin was angry she forced herself to keep busy, now it was to move the hay from one corner to the opposite. He wanted to help her out, to talk to her and ask what was wrong but he just stood there feeling pretty helpless. Edwin suddenly screamed and kicked the poor haybale in utter frustration. Her forhead was damp with sweat that ran down her knotted brows.

***-Thats it! We are going on a walk”** *with red cheeks she turned on her heel and marched out.