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The Bedroom

           Theknifestuckstraightoutfromhischest,equidistantlyplacedbetweennipples.Thewoundwaslipless.

           "Yousetthetimerahead,"silver-eyedGeorgetoldhim.

           "No,George,Ididn’t.I-"

           "Idon’tstutter."

           Georgewasstandingnow,stillfixinghimwiththatinhumansilverglare,buthismouthhaddrawnbackinadeadandgrimacingsmile.Hethrewonelegovertheporcelainedsideofthetub.Onewhiteandwrinkledfootplaceditselfonthebathmat.

           "FirstyoutriedtorunmeoveronmybikeandthenyousetthetimeraheadandthenyoutriedtostabmetodeathbutIstilldon’tstutter."Georgewascomingforhim,hishandsout,thefingersslightlycurled.Hesmelledmoldyandwet,likeleavesthathadbeenrainedon.

           "Itwasforyourowngood,"Jacksaid,backingup."Isetitaheadforyourowngood.Furthermore,IhappentoknowyoucheatedonyourFinalComposition."

           "Idon’tcheat…andIdon’tstutter."

           George’shandstouchedhisneck.

           Jackturnedandran,ranwiththefloating,weightlessslownessthatissocommontodreams.

           "Youdid!Youdidcheat!"hescreamedinfearandangerashecrossedthedarkenedbed/sittingroom."I’llproveit!"

           George’shandswereonhisneckagain.Jack’sheartswelledwithfearuntilhewassureitwouldburst.

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