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June 25, 2005

Michele: From Her to Eternity

He pounded cutlets and chopped peppers while he yelled.

"Did you think.."

pound

"...that bringing me here, to our favorite summer spot.."

chop

"..to tell me you’re bored..."

pound, chop

"..was a good idea?"

"Did you think the calmness of the lake..."

pound

"...the quiet of the woods..."

chop

"...would lessen the blow..."

pound

"...of you finding someone else?"

pound, chop.

He stalked towards her, precariously slipped the blade under circles of rope and cloth.

"Did you think..."

slice, rip

"...that I would ever..."

tear

"...let you go?"

Her body slipped lazily to the floor.

"Dinner’s almost ready, my sweet."

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