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prose Raised voices can be heard from inside the tiny, colorless shack. The door slams against the outside of the shack as a tall, muscular man storms out into the bare yard. Behind him a small, nervous woman wrings her hands.
"How could you do this to me?" he screams. "Damn you woman. How could you?"
"Baby, I..." she stutters painfully to a stop. "I'm sorry Baby."
"Sorry?" he yells, pacing about the tiny yard. "Sorry isn't good enough. How am I supposed to face our friends after this?"
"How are you supposed to face them? Of course it is always all about you. How do you think I feel about all of this? You have it easy compared to me." she yells furiously.
She sits down on the hard ground and buries her face in her hands. Her shoulders shake as silent sobs course through her body and tears pour down her face. Something on the man's face softens and he slowly walks over to his wife, kneels down, and wraps his arms around her.
"Baby I'm sorry. I love you. Come here and lets talk." he says softly in her ear. "We can work this out."
"Thankyou Baby. I love you so much and I never want to loose you." she says through her tears.
He helps her to her feet and says "Come on Baby, we have a lot of plans to make and many things to discuss."
She looks at him and says sadly. "I don't deserve you."
Arm in arm they slowly walk back into the house and close the door.
The conflict in this story seems to resolve much too easily. As angry as you play the man to be initially i think it would take more than sobbing to bring him to his senses since she was already crying. Also, calling each other baby doesn't make me thing she is with child as you told me yourself. You don't have to explain she is with child but i think it would be good to work that into the dialogue so that the reader knows why they are fighting. However, you handle dialogue very well and that is usually seen as the hardest to write.