Robin Hawke


Paperclip
September 5, 2011, 4:12 PM
Filed under: Three Sentence Stories

Jamboy opened the paperclip, drew the end across her cheek, left a light scratch. It didn’t want to bend back; his thick fingers shaped the resistant metal. When he slipped the clip over her finger, he promised more the next time.

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