She kept all the lights on in her trailer and was afraid to open closets. "It don't feel like my closet anymore."

"If that bastard ever comes back his nuts are going right here and then BOOM." She smashed the lamp onto the card table over and over again until it collapsed. She coughed out laughter.

She moved her microwave into the living room and bought a camping refrigerator at a garage sale.

The hall smelled like onions. The carpeting was brown and there was a plastic tree in the corner with pink silk flowers instead of leaves.