Act of Love
“6 p.m. When he got home from work, the first thing he did was take the head and hand out of the freezer compartment of his refrigerator. He somewhat regretted not keeping the other hand, but he had other plans for it, and wasteful as it seemed at the moment, he was sure it would have the desired effect he wanted. He dismissed that. He would think no more of the other hand. He had the left one and the head.He took the head and hand, wrapped and frozen inside separate plastic bags, and placed them in the sink. He was about to run warm water over them for thawing when he suddenly hesitated. He took the bag containing the woman's head from the sink, and brushing away the frost with his palm, looked long and hard at it.The eyes were like cracked blue marbles seen through a thin film of milky water. Lovely now in a different way. And the blood . . . he was glad he hadn't washed it off. It had frozen into lovely patterns. It swept out of her nostrils in rust colored rivers of ice. Her mouth ...was sealed with it; a red-brown plug of silence.It was almost a pity to thaw it.He returned the head to the sink, turned the hot water on it.MoreLess
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