Today's prompt words in bold.
No Crowing Today
He'd masqueraded as a sponge before, acting as if he cared what his worthless brother-in-law paraded in front of the family as fact. Unlike other Sundays, Bruce grinned and nodded in faux agreement. He looked at his sister. She touched her arm where the police would find the first bruise. Tensions escalated. The doorbell rang.
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