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4:22

woman's eyes are all over you. It's

4:24

that time again, huh? I

4:27

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4:29

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slide my hand down the side of my beer,

4:36

using the condensation to loosen my wedding

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band. It pops off

4:40

my finger and into my pocket effortlessly,

4:44

as it has time and

4:46

time before. My

4:49

eyes take their time surveying the room

4:51

before finally meeting her gaze. Jesus

4:54

Christ, she's got gorgeous eyes.

4:58

I've always loved redheads, but

5:02

green eyes just take it over the

5:04

fucking top. Oh

5:06

my God, Marlin continues.

5:10

Is that one of those Marilyn Monroe beauty marks?

5:14

Sure enough, right

5:16

next to her left eye was

5:18

the tiniest of moles. A

5:21

period at the end of

5:23

God's sentence. A

5:25

vibrating sensation in my pocket interrupts me,

5:29

just as I'm about to walk over to her. It's

5:32

Maggie, my wife.

5:36

Can you please bring home some dinner,

5:39

preferably something involving red meat?

5:42

I've got the weakness today. Bad.

5:46

Fucking great. Putting

5:49

all plans of an evening rendezvous

5:51

aside, I texted back that

5:53

it was no problem. I

5:56

told her my phone was dying and that I'd be home

5:58

as soon as I could. As

6:02

soon as I put the phone in my pocket, our

6:05

eyes met again. As

6:07

if reading my mind, she

6:09

smiled coyly and tips her head back

6:11

towards the back restrooms. I

6:16

don't bother to tell Marlin where I'm going, just

6:19

head on back. By

6:23

the time I reach the men's room, I'm

6:26

already fully engorged in anticipation of

6:28

what's to come. It

6:31

doesn't take a genius to see what I just did

6:33

there, by the way. Anyway,

6:38

by the time I hear her heels click

6:40

across the tile floor, I'm

6:43

fully ready to go. All

6:46

rationale leaving my mind as primal

6:48

instinct takes over. She

6:51

smiles and bites her lower lip

6:53

at me. That's

6:56

all it takes to let me

6:58

know she wants the same thing. By

7:03

the time I get some steak at the store

7:05

and arrive home, I

7:07

pray Maggie is already asleep. My

7:11

only desire is to go inside, change

7:14

my clothes, and fall into

7:16

a sleep coma. That

7:19

girl was a wildcat. She

7:21

actually requested that I put my wedding ring

7:23

back on before I gave her the best

7:25

seven minutes of bliss that she's probably had

7:27

all month. These

7:30

fucking women these days. To

7:34

my relief, my wife sleeping

7:36

soundly crawled up in a ball on my side

7:39

of the bed. She

7:41

always ends up sleeping on my side of the

7:43

bed, holding my pillows if she

7:45

goes to bed before I do. Those

7:50

nights seem more and more frequent lately, I

7:52

think to myself. Pill

7:55

creeps into my mind like a toxic

7:57

fog momentarily before I shove it away.

8:01

Maggie scoots her ass backwards until it

8:03

finds my body. As

8:05

I snuggle against the back of her body, she

8:08

starts grinding her hips against me. A

8:11

telltale sign that she's feeling good enough

8:14

for sex. Sensation

8:17

sends uncomfortable jolts through my

8:19

groin, having well satiated its

8:21

needs moments earlier. Baby,

8:27

my boss was really a dick today, and

8:30

I got pulled over on my way home. Can

8:33

I just hold you tonight? Please?

8:37

I plied softly. She

8:40

murmured in agreement, my

8:42

words not fully sinking in. Her

8:46

head shoots up seconds later, almost hitting

8:48

my nose in the process, asking

8:50

why I got pulled over. It's

8:54

okay, honey. I was speeding

8:56

a little to get home to you. He

8:59

only gave me a warning. I

9:03

lie smoothly. That

9:05

seems to be enough for her, because

9:07

only moments later she's snoring

9:09

again. Two

9:13

mornings later, I awoke

9:15

to the smell of bacon and pancakes. Maggie

9:18

limped into the bedroom holding the food on

9:21

a tray. She

9:23

picked up the remote disgustingly and turned off

9:25

a breaking news report on the television set.

9:29

Nothing but murder and madness, she muttered, as

9:32

she sat on the corner of my side of the bed. She

9:37

had started having vision problems in her late

9:39

teens. A few

9:41

years later, after she married me in

9:43

her mid-twenties, she had started

9:45

experiencing pins and needles in her legs and

9:48

feet. One day,

9:50

we were walking in the supermarket and her leg

9:52

just gave out, the muscle

9:55

refusing to move. We

9:59

went to the doctor. expecting a pinched nerve

10:01

or at the very worst neuropathy from

10:04

unknown diabetes which ran in her

10:06

family. The

10:09

MS diagnosis was one neither one

10:11

of us saw coming or

10:14

even knew anything about. She

10:17

had good days and bad days, but

10:19

the doctor said the bad days would grow

10:21

more frequent with age. That

10:26

was ten years ago. She

10:30

lustfully wished me a good morning,

10:33

one of her sparkling eyes winking at

10:35

me above a wide smile. Something

10:39

was different about

10:41

her, though

10:43

I couldn't quite pinpoint exactly what. My

10:48

wife straddled me over the bed sheet and

10:51

I could feel the heat of need radiate

10:53

from between her legs. My

10:58

my Maggie Mae, I teased,

11:01

someone's feeling better today. Not

11:05

that I'm complaining. She

11:08

giggled adorably before leaning down to

11:10

kiss me. When

11:13

she did, I noticed something

11:15

that's never been there before. Maggie

11:19

honey, what's that by

11:21

your eye? Did you

11:23

hurt yourself? She

11:26

climbed off of me, clocked

11:28

down on her side of the bed

11:30

and crossed arms over herself protectively before

11:33

placing a strand of hair behind a

11:35

dainty ear so I could

11:37

inspect it further. She

11:40

said she always had this and

11:43

that she'd never known if it was a mole or

11:45

a beauty mark. She

11:47

chided me because apparently we'd talked about

11:49

it before. Just

11:52

to say, the mood

11:54

ended there. A

11:58

few weeks later, I drove out

12:00

of state for the weekend. The

12:02

company I worked for was sending me to

12:04

a seminar of a new

12:06

piece of trial technological equipment that could

12:10

change the way the world

12:12

viewed plastic surgery. I

12:16

made up my mind that I didn't give a

12:18

shit about whatever it was they had to show

12:20

me before the plane even landed. I

12:23

was just grateful for the paid hotel and the

12:25

weekend. Maggie

12:28

has become insufferably clingy in the past

12:30

week or so and as

12:32

hateful as it is to admit it, I

12:35

was glad to have the space. Are

12:39

you sure you'll be alright? I

12:42

asked her for the fourteenth time as I

12:44

backed down the driveway. She

12:46

nodded and waved me off, promising

12:49

to have kisses and dinner ready when I

12:51

got home. I

12:55

gassed up the car to take to the hotel, all

12:58

expenses paid by the company of course.

13:02

My room was decent. The

13:05

shower worked and the bedding was nice. It

13:09

even had free wifi and a

13:11

continental breakfast. One

13:14

thing I'd learned over the years of travel

13:17

was that the nicer the hotel

13:19

that they put you in, the

13:22

more tediously exhausting the event you

13:24

were about to attend would be.

13:28

This was about a seven out of

13:30

ten on the sleep in the rental

13:32

car or being obnoxiously comfortable scale, meaning

13:36

tomorrow should be bearable at best.

13:43

On the first day, they

13:45

wanted us to attend a conference in

13:47

the hotel's main meeting hall before breaking

13:49

for lunch. We

13:52

were to be there from 8.30am until

13:54

noon. A grueling

13:56

three and a half hours of

13:58

blathering bullshit. Once

14:01

seated, it only took a

14:03

few moments before I felt a pair of eyes

14:05

burning into the seat of my pants. I

14:09

turned around subtly to see a woman

14:11

staring hungrily from behind me. It

14:16

was obvious the only interest she had in

14:18

the activity of the room was right below

14:20

my felt buckle. She

14:23

was gorgeous. As

14:26

she stood, I was surprised to see that she

14:28

was taller than me, a

14:30

train I normally stayed away from. Something

14:34

about her smile though. There

14:37

was the smallest gap between her front teeth

14:40

that drove me crazy, a perfect

14:43

imperfection that caught and kept my

14:45

attention. We

14:49

spent our lunch break up in my room, so

14:52

wrapped up in each other physically that we

14:54

were almost late for that second half. I

14:59

didn't catch her name, and

15:01

she certainly didn't care to know mine. It

15:05

was perfect. Maggie

15:10

was waiting for me on the front porch as

15:13

I pulled into the driveway. The

15:16

way that she looked struck

15:18

confusion and fire into my heart.

15:22

My wife, who not

15:24

even six months ago could barely

15:26

stand without assistance, now

15:28

looked every bit as good as she did

15:31

on the day we got married. It

15:34

wasn't until she began to walk towards me

15:37

that I noticed the painful limp and

15:39

weathered steps. She

15:42

waved proudly and told me how happy she was

15:44

that I was home. Even

15:48

though I'm an asshole, I really do

15:50

love my wife. It

15:53

made me happy to see her in a way,

15:56

at my darkest moments, after

15:58

the sexes faded from the air and

16:01

the bed is mine alone again. I

16:04

did miss her. What

16:06

kind of man would I be if I didn't? Once

16:12

again, something caught my

16:14

eye that was slightly off about her

16:16

appearance. My

16:18

wife took me in her arms and

16:21

we swayed together to a silent tune.

16:23

The smell of vanilla and

16:26

roasted chicken melded wonderfully in the air

16:28

as we walked inside. We

16:31

continued to embrace as I nuzzled my

16:34

nose behind her ear and

16:36

whispered words of affection and

16:38

praise. My

16:41

movements sent a tickle throughout her shoulders

16:44

as she threw her head back in a loud

16:46

laugh. That's

16:50

when I saw it. The

16:53

hidden alteration that stood out to me

16:55

earlier was now out in the open

16:57

and screaming in my face.

17:01

Between her ruby red lips was a

17:03

set of shining white teeth, two

17:06

of which, the front two, had

17:09

the daintiest gap between them. Now

17:13

I knew that certainly wasn't there

17:15

before. I had

17:17

a picture in my wallet to prove it. My

17:21

God, love, are you all right?

17:24

I asked, slightly pulling away

17:26

from her arms. Did

17:29

you get hurt? It

17:31

looks like you chipped a front tooth. Her

17:36

eyes widened in nonsensical disbelief as

17:38

she thought over my question before

17:40

saying she was sensitive about her

17:42

teeth. She

17:44

stiffened and hurt in offense, disengaging

17:48

from my arms

17:50

completely. I knew I shouldn't have. After

17:54

everything Maggie's been through and all the

17:56

strange behavior lately, I knew

17:59

continuing to spend time with other women was

18:01

possibly the worst thing I could have done. But

18:05

as you already know, that's

18:08

exactly what I did. An

18:14

old friend named Carla from college. She

18:17

had come to the next town over for the weekend

18:19

and asked me to meet and catch on. She'd

18:23

just found out that her husband was cheating on

18:25

her. The irony

18:27

of that wasn't lost on me, I

18:30

assure you, and wanted to

18:32

come back to her hometown to

18:34

clear her head and get some space. I

18:38

got a room a few miles away from where she

18:40

was staying. We

18:42

met up for breakfast and had coffee at

18:45

a place I'd heard great things about but

18:47

had never been to. She

18:50

told me all about her marriage, the

18:52

separation and how she found out about the

18:55

affair. In

18:57

return I told her about Maggie and

18:59

how she got sick, along

19:02

with the strange events that have been happening

19:04

lately. I

19:07

didn't delve too much into it, but

19:10

I admitted things were off at home. I'm

19:14

not sure if it was the connection from

19:16

our childhoods, back when

19:18

things were uncomplicated and our hearts were

19:20

light, or

19:23

the unburdened conversation that led to

19:25

more than coffee. We

19:29

didn't have sex, in

19:31

some ways it was worse than that. I

19:34

followed her back to the motel room. We

19:38

smoked a joint and held each other and cried.

19:42

The red in our eyes was replaced with

19:44

the color of tears as we talked about

19:46

what could have

19:49

been, divulging secrets too evil for

19:51

our significant others. Carla

19:55

winced as I grabbed her hand and I

19:57

noticed a long smooth scar across the top

19:59

of her right hand. She'd

20:02

explained she'd gotten it in a car

20:04

accident, and the pain from

20:06

the surgery flared up when the weather was just

20:08

right. Our

20:11

eyes met and lingered, bringing

20:13

our faces dangerously close together.

20:18

Our lips touched for the briefest of moments

20:20

when all at once, a

20:23

myriad of flashes played out like the

20:25

screen of a television set. I

20:29

yanked away from her, as

20:31

if she was acid on my skin. Only

20:36

it wasn't Carla. It

20:38

was my wife's rotted, warm,

20:41

eaten face. Also,

20:44

the room had changed. I

20:47

was now in a gauntly lit hospital

20:49

room. Maggie

20:51

lay pale in a hospital bed. A

20:55

machine emitting whooshes and clicks as it did

20:57

the job her lungs were no longer strong

20:59

enough to do. I

21:02

saw my tired form sit beside her in

21:04

an old metal chair, the

21:07

failing fluorescent lights flickering irritatingly

21:09

against the yellow wallpaper. A

21:14

doctor came into the room and said something

21:16

to me that made me break into psalms.

21:20

A piercing alarm rang throughout my

21:22

ears as the machines declared her

21:24

dead. I

21:28

stood at her funeral, silent,

21:31

and solemn as those around me

21:33

recounted memories of good times together.

21:38

Everyone commented on what a good wife

21:40

she was and

21:42

how she loved her husband with all that she had.

21:46

Each word of consulman turned rotten

21:49

and the betrayal of my own actions stabbed

21:52

through my back like a broadsword. I don't

21:56

know the corner of my eye. I

21:58

thought I saw her eyes pop open

22:01

accusingly as they lowered her

22:03

into the ground. My

22:05

wife was terrified of

22:07

fire and always made

22:10

me promise to not have her cremated.

22:14

Carla's voice interrupted my hallucination,

22:18

like a hand making ripples on still water.

22:22

She embarrassingly apologized, explaining that she

22:24

just wanted to hurt her husband

22:26

like he'd hurt her. You

22:31

should go home. It

22:33

was really nice catching up with you. And

22:36

if you don't mind me saying so, hopefully

22:39

now you can see how sometimes good

22:41

people get caught in bad situations. Stand

22:45

out. Clear your head. Alone,

22:48

I emphasized. Then,

22:53

just when he can't stand it anymore, go

22:57

home. Carla

23:00

left me in the empty room,

23:03

her perfume lingering in the air like

23:05

a shameful spirit. I

23:08

should have been at peace, happy

23:10

with myself for doing the right thing. Only

23:14

I didn't feel that way at all. That

23:17

night's sleep was fearful and

23:19

fretful. The

23:22

vision of my wife from hours before plagued

23:24

me through my dreams. Maggie's

23:27

cellphone rang unanswered as I drove the

23:29

two hours it'd take to get home.

23:33

I told her I'd be away for the weekend

23:35

and after all the shit I'd done to her, I

23:37

was excited to surprise her by coming home early.

23:41

If we could start over, maybe

23:43

I could fix the fickleness of my soul. I

23:47

always felt the need for more, never

23:50

taking the time to stop and think

23:52

to appreciate what I already had. Relief

23:55

flooded me as I saw

23:58

her car parked in its usual spot on the street. the

24:00

driveway. I

24:03

wanted to see her, hold

24:05

her, rediscover

24:07

all the things I'd fallen in love

24:09

with before it was

24:11

too late. She'd been

24:14

feeling better lately, but

24:16

who knew how long that would last. Even

24:19

the most promising signs at the doctor's

24:21

visit, they still

24:23

advised me to remain skeptical. A

24:28

putrid stench emanated from inside,

24:31

assaulting my senses the

24:33

moment Maggie opened our front door. She

24:37

wore a radiant smile with her arms

24:39

outstretched to welcome me. She

24:42

told me how much she'd look forward to me

24:44

coming home. Her

24:47

eyebrows arched as a look of lust

24:49

overtook her eyes. She

24:52

grabbed me by the waistband as she pulled

24:54

me towards our bedroom. All

24:57

the signs of difficulty were absent from her

24:59

steps. Hell, at the

25:02

moment she was having an easier time walking

25:04

than I was. The

25:07

smell intensified the further that we traveled

25:09

into the house. Halfway

25:12

into our room, I had to stop and

25:14

cover my hairways. What

25:17

the hell is that? I

25:19

gagged through muffled lifts. She

25:23

remarked dismissively how she thought a possum

25:25

had crawled up under the house and

25:27

died as she fought with the belt

25:29

of my pants. Maggie,

25:32

stop. I shouted.

25:35

She broke away from me like a wounded

25:37

animal. Her bedroom

25:39

eyes instantly replaced with those of

25:42

hurt and betrayal. An

25:45

unsettling silence settled over us as I took

25:47

stock of the state of our home. Nothing

25:51

looked moved around or emptied. The

25:54

kitchen was clean and the trash had been taken

25:57

out. There wasn't

25:59

even so much. is a dirty dish in the

26:01

sink. So why did

26:03

it smell like a landfill here?" Maggie

26:08

was still silent, but hadn't

26:10

given up on her attempt to usher me into the

26:12

bedroom. She

26:15

began to pull and paw on me

26:17

relentlessly, like a feral

26:19

cat trying desperately to avoid a bath.

26:23

Now, if this were an earlier time in

26:25

my life, I would

26:27

have welcomed this behavior, encouraged

26:29

it even. It

26:32

always bothered me how meek and mild my

26:34

wife was when it came to intimacy and

26:36

sex. But now, between

26:40

the look in her eyes, the

26:42

feeling in my gut, and the smell in our house,

26:45

it just wasn't happening. Christ,

26:50

baby girl, what is with you? I just

26:54

got home and want to relax for a bit. At

26:57

least let me kick my shoes off. And

26:59

for fuck's sake, honey, I'm not going to be able

27:01

to keep in the mood with that smell. Like,

27:06

how can you stand it? I

27:08

feel a migraine coming on and I haven't even

27:11

been home for fifteen minutes. My

27:14

breath hitched in my throat as my eyes

27:17

landed on something. Not

27:19

quite right. Just

27:22

past my wife. Two

27:25

doors past our bedroom was our

27:27

storage closet. I'd

27:29

noticed that there was a foul-colored liquid

27:31

seeping out from underneath the doorway, pooling

27:35

onto the tiles of our hallway

27:37

floor. The

27:40

middle of the door buckled and bowed against

27:42

the weight of an unknown object, and

27:46

I didn't need my gut to tell me it

27:48

was something bad. I

27:52

lowered my gaze to my wife's face, recognizing

27:55

the look of terrified recognition as she

27:57

looked behind her to the closet door.

28:01

She screamed for me to stop, but

28:04

I gently moved past her. She

28:07

pleaded for me to not open it from

28:09

behind me through panic sobs. The

28:13

door flew open the second I relieved the

28:15

resistance from the doorknob. A

28:18

stained suitcase falls flat at my feet,

28:22

a smell multiplying tenfold and flying

28:24

into my airways. I

28:28

doubled over in terror and disgust as

28:30

my mouth filled with spit. Bile

28:34

crawled up my throat voraciously

28:37

as more of the fended liquid sloshed

28:39

out upon impact with the floor, splattering

28:43

onto my shoes and the hammer by

28:45

khakis. What

28:48

the fuck Maggie? I

28:51

asked breathlessly. Only

28:55

a number of things could have been held

28:57

in that suitcase, but

28:59

I didn't have to guess. Some

29:02

of the fluid had seeped through the fabric

29:04

and zipper track as well. The

29:07

metal teeth of the zipper were stiff and

29:10

marred with goo. A

29:13

small section of teeth remained silver

29:15

and untarnished. And

29:17

between those teeth was

29:19

a strand of long, red

29:21

hair. Not just

29:24

one or two strands, an

29:26

entire tendrils worth. Who?

29:32

I stammered. Maggie

29:34

cut me off before hysteria had a

29:36

true chance to set in. She

29:40

chuckled maliciously, saying

29:43

that I would know better than she would. Wouldn't

29:46

I? Shock

29:49

robbed the breath from my lungs as I

29:51

fully absorbed what she was saying. My

29:55

mind instantly flashed back to that night

29:57

with Marlin at the bar. Self-preservation

30:01

erode all worry of finding a

30:03

body in the back closet. I

30:07

held my hands up in defense. Now,

30:10

honey, I don't know what

30:12

you've heard, but I've always been a

30:14

good man to you. You

30:16

know you're the only honeypot I want to visit. She

30:20

raised her hand slowly before landing

30:23

a slap across my face. Her

30:27

angry voice growled through ridded teeth

30:29

and tears of hate. Stop

30:33

it, Pete. Her

30:35

torn of rage had subsided a bit,

30:38

giving her a chance to catch her breath

30:40

and regroup. Jesus

30:44

Christ, Margaret, I snapped.

30:47

You hunted some poor girl down in a fit

30:49

of jealousy and killed her? How

30:52

did you even have the time or

30:54

strength to? I haven't

30:56

said anything to you because I love you so

30:59

much, but if you can commit

31:01

murder, I think the time for mincing words has

31:03

passed. You've

31:05

basically been in death's waiting room for

31:07

the past year, and now your health

31:10

has returned to complete normalcy and you're

31:12

killing people to boot. What

31:15

the fuck is this? Give

31:17

me one reason why I shouldn't call

31:19

the police right now. You.

31:24

Maggie told me. Love.

31:28

The reason is love. She

31:32

took me by the hand, gently

31:34

this time, and led

31:36

me to the living room sofa. It

31:39

was almost impossible to refrain from cringing at

31:42

the feel of her touch. The

31:45

same hands that ended someone's life were now

31:47

trying to use me as a source of

31:50

comfort. I

31:52

had a really hard time coming to terms with

31:54

that. How

31:56

was I supposed to look at

31:58

this woman the same way? ever again

32:01

after what she has done. We

32:05

sat down on the opposite sides of the

32:07

furniture as she began to speak. Her

32:11

hands were shaking, so

32:13

she clasped them together in her lap to

32:15

keep composure. She

32:18

said first off that she knew about the

32:21

women. She didn't

32:23

suspect, and assumed,

32:26

and wasn't going off the word of someone

32:28

else. She

32:30

knew. She

32:32

said it all, matter-of-factly, her

32:36

voice forceful but otherwise void of

32:38

emotion. She

32:40

admitted that when I had asked her to

32:42

marry me, she always knew there'd be a

32:44

chance that my willpower would let us down.

32:49

I loved her the best that I could, and

32:52

with all that I was capable of. But

32:55

ultimately, I was weak. She

32:58

snapped that I craved attention like lungs

33:00

craved air. When

33:03

she got sick, she wasn't able to give me

33:05

that attention anymore, then trailed

33:07

off. Her

33:10

eyes filled with tears. I

33:12

took my chance to speak as she paused

33:14

to brush them away. Mags,

33:18

you know I've never blamed you for getting sick.

33:21

Please tell me that you know that. I

33:24

haven't been perfect, but I come home to you.

33:26

I married you.

33:30

But fuck, we have a rotting body

33:32

laying in. She held her hand

33:34

up to silence me, and

33:37

to be honest, at that very moment, I

33:39

was grateful for it. I

33:42

didn't have to look hard to see the scar

33:44

across her knuckles. My

33:47

heart wrenched at Carla, the

33:49

poor lost soul that would never go

33:52

home to her husband. My

33:55

wife interrupted my thoughts, saying

33:58

that we'd get to that in a minute and it wasn't

34:00

like the body would be going anywhere. She

34:04

continued, saying that when

34:06

she first got sick, that

34:09

I would have given anything for a cure.

34:13

She laughed about how she caught me

34:15

with my proverbial pants down. She

34:18

justified her actions by saying she was not

34:20

leaving me because of it. And what's more,

34:23

she finally found a way to be healthy. As

34:27

if murder had ever crossed my mind as

34:29

a cure. Yeah,

34:32

but how? How

34:34

am I supposed to sleep at night, knowing

34:37

I'm cuddling up to a murderer? How

34:40

do I know you won't try to kill me if I

34:42

piss you off one day? Her

34:46

answer to this came easy. The

34:49

same way she was supposed to go on

34:51

sleeping with my arms around her knowing that

34:53

they'd been around someone else. The

34:56

man she'd married the man

34:59

who vowed to be beside her in sickness

35:01

and health died

35:03

the day I stuck it in someone

35:05

else. She

35:09

argued that if anything, I started the

35:11

killing first. Her voice

35:13

came out in booms and

35:15

the infliction in her words made it difficult

35:18

to argue. She

35:20

had me there. Then

35:24

she said that we're all capable of doing

35:26

things that we never thought we would and

35:29

that the human body and mind is the

35:32

ultimate mystery. Maggie

35:35

stood up and walked over to our roll

35:37

top desk before opening the top hand drawer.

35:41

She turned around with a letter opener pressed

35:43

firmly to the skin of her forearm, wincing

35:46

once she'd pressed hard enough to draw blood.

35:50

Oh my God, Maggie. I

35:52

shouted as I ran over to her. I

35:55

understand that adultery is painful, but for

35:57

her to kill herself over it was

35:59

uncalled for. I

36:03

won't lie and say avoiding the possibility of

36:05

having to call the police to report two

36:07

dead bodies didn't cross my mind either. I

36:11

knocked the letter opener out of her right hand, ripping

36:14

my shirt off in order to staunch the bleeding.

36:18

To my disbelief, there

36:21

was none. The cut

36:23

in her arm had sealed closed, without

36:26

so much as a scratch left behind. It

36:30

looked like she'd gotten a dab of red

36:32

watercolors on her pale skin. It

36:35

wiped away like it was nothing, leaving

36:38

flawless flesh laying underneath. She

36:42

proclaimed that they gave

36:44

her life. Life?

36:48

Who? What the hell

36:50

is going on here? I

36:52

demanded, my mind

36:55

not able to absorb the events around

36:57

me. She

36:59

explained that the women that I put my

37:01

love into, she

37:03

finds them and takes it

37:05

back. Their last

37:07

breath contained all of the energy that

37:09

she needed to heal. Little

37:12

by little, she had been getting her health

37:14

back. She was

37:16

so proud of the fact that

37:19

she was able to get the other women alone, using

37:22

my phone to lure

37:24

them to isolated locations. Then,

37:29

why is that one here? I asked.

37:32

She walked past me to the hallway

37:34

before giving the suitcase a kick with

37:36

the side of her foot. This

37:39

one? She grimaced, kicking

37:42

the suitcase again, much

37:44

harder this time. She

37:47

said that this one came here looking for me,

37:50

and not to shit where I eat. And

37:54

if she was going to sit home and play the

37:56

fool, least I could have

37:58

done was be discreet about our own. dress.

38:02

She gloated about how surprised Carla was

38:04

when she answered the door. By

38:07

the time she saw our wedding photos and bolted

38:10

for the door, Maggie

38:12

already had the knife. My

38:16

mind reeled at so much information at

38:18

once. None of it

38:20

made any sense. The

38:22

feelings and emotions were all so

38:25

multifaceted. What

38:27

was I supposed to do? Call

38:30

the police to turn in the woman

38:32

I'd love for a crime I'd ultimately

38:35

be accused of in the long run.

38:37

How can I live with her after this? Adultery

38:41

and murder are

38:43

two different things. Maggie,

38:47

I said softly. Baby,

38:50

I am so sorry. None

38:54

of this is okay. We've

38:57

got to get this out of the house. It's

38:59

not safe or healthy. The

39:02

irony of being worried about the

39:04

rotting life my wife stole away

39:06

affecting her air quality seems so

39:08

selfish and wrong. Please,

39:13

I'm so sorry that I hurt

39:15

you. I'm

39:17

not that sweetheart. I'm right here. And

39:21

I'll never disrespect you or be unfaithful

39:23

again. I grabbed her in

39:25

my arms and clutched the top of her head to

39:27

my chest. She shoved

39:29

me away violently, as

39:31

if revolted by the sensation of my touch.

39:36

Our next words froze my blood.

39:41

But you will, Peter. You

39:44

will be unfaithful again.

39:47

And you will do it soon. It's

39:51

too late for the straight and narrow now. For

39:54

both of us. You're

39:57

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42:05

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Swirl. There's no place for your

42:10

kind. No magic

42:12

and mystery. No.

42:15

Roads lead into the unknown.

42:18

Just endless social hierarchies.

42:21

hollow structures suck me

42:23

in English at. Ces

42:26

no real place for you. Spending

42:29

your life. She's made up

42:31

cause. Hoping that if

42:34

you work your hardest, you find

42:36

your place and finally fit in

42:38

the system that deep down. You.

42:41

Wish to see burn. You

42:45

know I. Don't. You.

42:49

There's no place for you hear. The.

42:52

Matter how hard you try. You.

42:54

Will always remain a stranger

42:56

to this world. Watching.

43:00

Miss Grinding machine never

43:02

understand what it's for.

43:06

And what your part is in it. But.

43:10

Is no point in weeping off for it. Just.

43:14

To your best. And

43:16

deal with a handy were given. After

43:19

all, This is

43:21

the only world you've got. This

43:25

is where you're wrong. There

43:28

are others. Many

43:30

others. World's

43:32

full of magic and wonders.

43:35

With. Unknown lands shrouded by

43:37

shadows and messed. With.

43:40

Legends and mystery still rule.

43:43

But. They're far, far away.

43:47

And there are no portals. No.

43:49

Magic doors leading their. Their.

43:52

Only pathways. Ancient,

43:54

crumbling, unmarked, dark and

43:56

full of danger. And.

44:00

I'm. Very

44:02

long. They

44:05

touched this world. Hidden

44:07

by shadows, In places

44:09

where I rarely luck. With.

44:12

The ever expanding network of cameras

44:14

is not yet reached. The

44:18

these places are getting fewer. And

44:20

so are the places where the trails

44:23

crossed. Off. The

44:26

few that remain are hidden. Shading.

44:30

He will never find them. And

44:32

even if you do, You

44:34

will never be able to cross, Don't. Know.

44:40

If you wish to find the pass

44:43

between worlds, You'll need a

44:45

guide. You'll need an

44:47

invitation. And to get

44:49

one. You will need to

44:51

give us your name. Your

44:56

true name. Here's

44:59

the first problem. You

45:02

don't know your true name? You

45:05

don't even know what that means. Let

45:09

me explain. It's

45:11

not what people call you. You

45:13

are true name is a shape. A

45:16

pattern that represents you. The

45:19

chimneys feel. Like a

45:21

signature. Know

45:23

more than that. In

45:25

a way it is. you. Kinda

45:29

like your face. Yeah,

45:31

like the face of one has never seen.

45:34

this reflects on. Your

45:36

blind to it. That's

45:39

a problem. Without.

45:41

Your true name. We will never

45:43

find you. Must.

45:49

The good news. Is that

45:51

you're drawn to it? I

45:53

can signed a little by little. Piece

45:56

by piece. Start

45:58

by getting a pen. More

46:01

marker. One. The can

46:03

ride anywhere. And just.

46:05

Scribble. Search

46:08

your mind for patterns and

46:10

shapes and right. Right

46:13

everywhere. A papers on

46:15

walls were no one's looking. On.

46:17

Doors, pools, boxes,

46:20

In streets and alleys. Create

46:23

patterns and experiment. Some

46:27

was just feel right.

46:31

Or left those. Combine.

46:33

Them. Mutate.

46:35

Them. These

46:37

patterns or the sacred pieces of

46:39

your true name. Just.

46:42

Writing, however, is not enough.

46:46

One. Can never see israel shape

46:48

just by looking inside. Make

46:51

your shape. You true name

46:53

is reflected in the world. It

46:56

afraid meant in the reflection.

46:59

Is if the world was a

47:01

twisted mere thirty and shattered into

47:03

a million pieces. Each.

47:06

Shard reflect something. A

47:08

small piece. Of

47:11

you? maybe. Maybe

47:13

not. Search

47:16

the world for patterns. Look

47:19

for shapes in lights and

47:21

shadows on trees and bugs,

47:23

humans and slugs and stains

47:26

and marks of decay. Look

47:29

everywhere. Try

47:32

to identify those patterns it seem

47:34

important somehow. Those

47:36

you must try to imitate. To

47:38

the still in use. Think.

47:42

Of each pattern is peace in a puzzle.

47:45

Combine. Them And Bring them. Country

47:49

to him. But. If

47:51

you keep observing. Keep writing.

47:54

I. From. You.

47:56

Will get closer. And

47:58

closer. Writing.

48:01

On walls. Satisfying as it

48:03

might be. Is

48:05

Not enough? Despite.

48:08

What you might think. We're.

48:10

Not looking for you. No

48:13

one is. Gorgeous.

48:16

Weary travelers passing this world on

48:18

our way to some far destination.

48:22

If. You want us to see your name? He.

48:25

Must go where we pass. To

48:28

the rear places where the trails to

48:31

intersect this world. He's

48:34

are not the safe comfortable places where

48:36

the crowds choose to go. Now.

48:41

These are dangerous. A cane

48:43

place shrouded the sounds. Protected.

48:46

From cameras and constantly gazing

48:48

eyes. Dark

48:50

alleys, abandoned buildings, ruins

48:53

and tunnels. Places

48:55

where the walls of this reality

48:57

mouth. And one can

48:59

still pass unnoticed. Appear

49:01

and disappear without a trace. This.

49:06

Is where you must write. And

49:09

these are becoming where. The.

49:12

Lights in this world are growing. Networks

49:15

have cameras and eyes ever expanding,

49:17

ever watch him. Leaving.

49:20

Nothing unseen. Soon

49:22

nothing will be hidden. And

49:24

the last trails will disconnect from

49:27

this world. Leading an isolated. Until

49:29

the darkness rises once more. But.

49:33

For now. Some

49:35

places remain. To

49:39

find them, you must go. Were reasonable

49:41

person or not. He

49:43

will recognize his places. Since

49:46

can. Avoid

49:49

places. Cameras and watchful eyes.

49:53

This is where reality solidifies

49:55

into an unreasonable law. You.

49:58

Will find no past. There. Have

50:03

courage. Curiosity. And

50:06

most of all. Patients.

50:10

The trails are rare in those who travel

50:12

them. are you? Even

50:14

if you read your name near one of

50:17

the intersections. A long

50:19

time before it's noticed. Scatter.

50:22

You're writing in as many places as

50:25

possible. And watch for other

50:27

symbols and name's it's just others might.

50:29

Have passed. A

50:31

times you might feel you have been launched.

50:34

You might notice to their figures hidden

50:36

in the shadows. the disappear when you

50:39

get near. Those

50:43

who dwell in such places are often

50:46

dangerous. Than those who

50:48

want to trails even more. Once

50:50

in awhile you must go back to places

50:52

where he wrote. And him serve

50:54

as someone is was a mark next to

50:56

yours. This. Is

50:59

a sign. It

51:01

means someone is noticed and taken

51:03

an interest. Is

51:05

might even be one of us. When.

51:08

This happens. He should

51:11

return to the area frequently. Scatter.

51:13

Your marks and the environment and

51:15

look for applies. To.

51:19

Get your hopes up! Saw.

51:22

Signs are common. Than

51:24

we are few. Scattered across.

51:26

Vast expanses, If

51:29

you should not see search and. Maybe.

51:32

One day in one of

51:35

these are second places. We

51:38

shall meet. We. Will

51:40

not run or hide. Rather

51:43

be will approach salty. cautiously.

51:47

Was. Just to see peace. He

51:51

a keeping a fair distance, never letting

51:53

your guard down. Is all

51:55

approaches must be in places like

51:57

these. Then.

51:59

We will. Exchanging stories

52:01

of the places we have been in. the

52:04

marks we have laughed, And

52:06

we shall recognize each other by the names

52:08

we wrote on so many walls. This

52:13

is nasty and. This

52:15

is where it begins. I

52:18

wish I could tell you more. About

52:21

the journey in the dangers your face.

52:24

About. The trails in the world see lead

52:26

to. About the others

52:28

who walked a trade off. About

52:31

us. To

52:34

decide share. Too

52:37

many was your that? us? Too

52:40

many who shouldn't know. If

52:44

you ever find us. We.

52:46

Will tell you all you need to know. And

52:49

it's not. The

52:51

or do you know? good Anyway, There

52:56

are two more pieces of advice I

52:58

can spare. First.

53:02

To be where. We.

53:04

Are not the only ones who travel between

53:06

worlds? Beware. Of

53:08

the others of the skins they were in

53:11

the games they play. Be

53:13

where the deceiver super and despair.

53:17

Let them. And they will consume

53:19

you from us and until nothing remains but

53:21

an empty shell. There

53:24

are many others on the edges of

53:26

trails last. Broken Mad.

53:29

Oh, dangerous in their own. Why? Were

53:33

we walk as never safe. Watch.

53:37

Yourself. The

53:39

second piece of advice. Is

53:42

to be persistent. This

53:44

country time. As

53:46

long time. Years.

53:49

Decades. A

53:51

lifetime. Been.

53:54

Know that all of this might not be

53:56

enough. That. You might waste your life

53:58

waiting for an invitation that will never. You

54:02

know that a little of that this

54:04

world throws your way might be all

54:06

you ever. Make.

54:10

The best! But.

54:14

If you never stop searching. Never

54:17

cease exploring. It's

54:19

your courage will not sale in your mind,

54:21

will not. If

54:23

you survive. And if you are

54:25

lucky. Very. Lucky.

54:30

Then. Are ways will cross. One.

54:33

Of us will see of mark in recognize

54:35

it for what it is. And

54:38

after all is done. Will.

54:41

Invite you to join us in our

54:43

travels. Then.

54:45

Your time in this world will be

54:47

over. And

54:49

your journey. Work. Again,

54:55

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54:57

concept including how to submit

54:59

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55:02

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55:42

As I feel some sunni

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not so hungry for the

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some serious in philly cheese

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get a three point play

55:51

with themselves. distressed. Prize. Winner.

56:00

And even though some don't worry about

56:02

missing the game, order to go ahead.

56:05

And will have it would. Have a theory how to

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deliver to Penn Station near you.