The doorbell rang. She rocketed up from seven

The doorbell rang. She rocketed up from seven layers of sleep, confused; No one had this address. "Ma'am, we're digging a ditch across your driveway. If you want out, you'll need

to get a shovel and move our dirt piles." He smiled. She saw his teeth. They sharp, like a snakes. Translucent gel dripped across them. A toxic spray shot from his throat

and she deflected it with the shovel, then used the edge to permanently disconnect his windpipe. He'd breathe ok, but the aortal geyser disappointed him until the blindness set in

although by early morning, he had healed. There were no answers as to why it happened but it dawned on him that he had a second chance now. He set off

immediately to the train station. He purchased a ticket to go back home, all the while rehearsing what he would say to make a difference to Mandy. He had to keep reminding

himself that his infidelity had only taken an hour - that she might not be suspicious at this point. But he knew better, because Mandy had a sixth sesne. She'd say nothing, but her

He HAD been to Chucky Cheese! The tickets in his pockets proved it! She continued her search, when coming back from the shower, he admitted to his transgression, and said,

"I'm sorry, sweetie," with that adorable smile that got him out of must jams. She forgave him by flushing the toilet, which caused his shower to produce scalding hot water that

burnt a heart shape on his chest. Perhaps this wasn't the end, but just the beginning he thought, as he applied burn ointment tentatively to his body.