If she cut his long coarse hair, sheared it like a lamb’s dark wool, he would be powerless – bare to cold, bitter betrayal and naked under the oppressive weight of his loss. The sharpened blade required a force only slightly greater than her conflicted love.  Cursing herself, she contemplated the razor’s edge.


52 word stories over the course of 52 weeks


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