"Because I saw the knife coming at me," he says, rubbing his chest, two fingers pressing against that place he knows the blade slid into him. It's just over his heart, the gentle thumping right there, just behind the bone. "I closed my eyes. I got ready to die."
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Date: 2009-06-28 07:04 pm (UTC)