| Her cries were so loud I had to clamp my hand over her mouth for fear those across the wall would hear. Still, I kept stabbing, stabbing, stabbing in anger, with glee. When at last she succumbed and fell silent, I caught my breath and reviewed my work: this young girl who had taunted me at the wrong time now lay before me trembling with a smile. |
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