Saturday, December 6, 2008
Blood on my hands. Not mine. It's still warm. The rest of my body shivers in the cold, but my hands are warm and do not shake. I feel strong again. It's been too long since I felt this. I wipe my hands on his shirt and grab his leg, dragging him to my car. The trunk is already open, and his body is light. Too easy.
Posted by Charles at 6:28 PM