Destiny
Money, Sex And Soul
For Deborah, there was no better gauge of her boyfriend’s state of mind than the fashion in which he made love to her. Mercurial to say the least, Jack was a man who kept his feelings to himself. Deborah had long ago given up on her attempts to get him to verbalize his inner turmoil. At times she questioned her own sanity in maintaining this relationship. Surely, she was desirable enough to attract a more open, in touch with his feelings type of guy.
She did not need a therapist to point out the fact that she had picked a man who was oh so familiar. She had known him all her life. She had grown up in the same house as him, was nurtured by him from the moment of her conception. Jack was her father reincarnate.
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Step Down
“You’re just not cut out for this sort of shit”, Paul said, as they lifted the corpse out of the trunk of the car.
Joey knew he was right. He held the lifeless man by the legs, Paul at the other end, his hands clutching the body by the sides of it’s chest. They carried it until they reached the edge of the cliff, and at the silent count of three swung the recently murdered man down into the river below.