Unraveling Him
She said, imagining it as she lowered her finger down, tracing the scar that reached my chest, under my shirt, "Till here?"
I nodded. She blinked, looked at it, blinked again before she looked at me, "Your uncle?"
I nodded again. True it was Alex's hand holding the knife, but it was Frank moving it.
"How old were you?"
"Nine."
There was a brief moment of silence, before, "When I was nine, I got married," She said, out of the blue and my eyebrows pulled closer, "We even made a whole ceremony in the school's playground," She added, "His best friend officiated the wedding and everyone was in tears when he placed the candy ring over my finger."
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