Ada whispered silently as she heard words going back and forth between the couple a few rooms from her. Doors flew open and closed as the woman shouted at her husband to get out of her way. She had a temper but so did he as he refused,threatening to hit her.
Ada tip toed out of the bed room, she found the kitchen and then the back door heaving a sigh of relief as she fled from yet another enraged wife.
“What do we say to the god of death?”, she chanted her uncle’s phrase. “Not today”.