Done, with 2582 words and a the merest kiss of a knife blade

A subtle little warning rounds out the scene — the merest absence of something unpleasant, greeted with a faint sigh of relief.

And now I get to go to sleep, which seems like unimaginable fun right about now.

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About the author: Novelist, writing teacher, on a mission to reprint my out-of-print books and indie-publish my new ones.

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