Kitchen

Sat in the kitchen with the lights off, the sharpest knife in my hand, and seeing the same woman outside the back door. Why won’t she get the hint?

Begging to come in. It’s cold, she tells me to stop fucking around. She cries, which is rare for her.

Two weeks since she appeared. She hasn’t been allowed inside, because my wife is asleep in our bed. She comes every night.

She can’t be in two places at once.

Can she?

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