His words poured out in a torrent , but I managed to catch enough of them . Like when he said “ Look , she ’ s just trying to cause trouble between us . She ’ s in love with me and wants me to leave you , but honey – like I told her – she can ’ t hold a candle to you . She ’ s known from the beginning that I ’ d never leave you . That I just needed a little more , you know , your being so busy with school and all …”
That ’ s when I picked up the knife . Standing and lunging across the table , I slid the edge of the knife right across his neck , severing his arteries and windpipe .
His blood sprayed like a crimson rain as he crumpled to the kitchen floor . The light drained out of his eyes . He was as dead as Julius Caesar as he lay on his back with a gaping red wound from ear to ear . Linda would be next . How dare that slut two-time me ? Besides , hadn ’ t she and I agreed the Alto would be our secret hideaway ?
June Trop has focused on storytelling her entire professional life . As a professor of teacher education , she focused her research on the practical knowledge teachers construct and communicate through storytelling . Now associate professor emerita , she writes the Miriam bat Isaac Mystery Series , set in first-century CE Roman Alexandria . “ The Hunch ” is among her first stories set in contemporary times . June ’ s first TDS publication was the short story The Deal , published in TDS Issue 5 .
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