Contributor: Shannon Barber - - “I had my hands around your throat last night while you were sleeping.” I’ve been watching you all morning. I watched you shave and carefully put on your blue shirt with white French collar and cuffs, your matching tie. Now I’m looking at your face while you give me one of your ever-patient smiles. “I’ll be that was a whopper of a dream.” I try to laugh and you kiss me on the cheek, then the nose then so tenderly on the lips that I want to punch you in the face. “Don’t forget to take your pills.” You don’t understand and I don’t have the words to tell you. What I meant to say was that last night while you were sleeping I turned over and looked down at you and put my hands around your throat, I felt your pulse under my thumb and the only thing I wanted to do was squeeze. I wanted to squeeze until...

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Author: Shannon Barber