Knife And Rope


“My love.” Tom gently stroked my hair, bringing tears to my eyes.

“Please let me go,” I begged.

Tom shook his head. “You’re where you need to be. With me.”

The knife shook in his hand.

I tried to free myself from the ropes, but couldn’t.

“Now we’ll be together forever.”

The knife came down.


Elyse Salpeter.