Edited June 3 2017<\/p>\n
I snaked the chain through the handles, slipped on the lock, threw it shut. Faces on the glass fists mouths silent shouts eye whites. A policeman came to me. Looked at the doors, the chain, the lock. <\/p>\n
Looked at me.<\/p>\n
“What do you think you’re doing?” he asked.<\/p>\n
I slipped the stiletto point into the flesh under his jaw. I looked into his eyes as he looked into mine with that mild surprise they all show. <\/p>\n
“What do you think I’m doing?”<\/p>\n
Edited June 3 2017 I snaked the chain through the handles, slipped on the lock, threw it shut. Faces on the glass fists mouths silent shouts eye whites. A policeman came to me. Looked at the doors, the chain, the lock. Looked at me. “What do you think you’re doing?” he asked. I slipped the … Continue reading #51: At The Mall<\/span> I snaked the chain through the handles, slipped on the lock, threw it shut. Faces on the glass beating fists torn mouths silent shouts eye whites. A policeman came to me. Looked at the doors, chain, lock. Looked at me.<\/del><\/p>\n“What do you think you’re doing?” he asked.<\/del><\/p>\nI slipped the stiletto point into the flesh under his jaw, tickled deep. Blood pumped in spastic bursts. I looked into his eyes as he looked into mine with that sense of mild surprise they all show. Gently, I took his face in my hand.<\/del><\/p>\n“What do you think I’m doing?”<\/del><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"