That Time I Killed You.
She thought she'd buried the past forever but now she'll have to do it all over again.
I had to get things under control.
Breathe.
Look at the list.
Eggs. Milk. Baking powder. Piping bags.
Focus.
Sweat puddled under my armpits and I leaned on the cart.
I closed my eyes. Breath in through the nose, out through the mouth.
I killed him once before. If I had to, I'd do it again.
It was as simple as that.
