He faked to his left, switched the knife to his right hand, & swung it across my chest, slicing through my tee shirt and drawing blood
He faked to his left, switched the knife to his right hand, & swung it across my chest, slicing through my tee shirt and drawing blood writing stories
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juderoy29
juderoy29 Fiction writer (mostly).
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He faked to his left, switched the knife to his right hand, & swung it across my chest, slicing through my tee shirt and drawing blood

I lurched forward & felt my blade enter just under his ribs

I pulled the knife out & wiped it clean

"That one was for her,"

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