Unblinking eyes stared up at me.
What was she thinking when it happened? Did anything go through her mind?
Those eyes, once bright and full of life were now clouding over.
That must be what cataracts are like, I thought. Like looking through smoke filled goggles.
Fuck! A twitch passed through her body. After all this time, they still startled me.
Picking up the knife, I ran my gloved hand over her cold flesh. A voice bellowed out around the room, bouncing off the polished stainless steel.
“Service starts in half an hour. Are those fish ready yet?”
“Yes chef!” I shouted back. I looked down at the sea bass, wiping away the roe that had escaped from her and whispered one word.
**This is the start of a new routine for me. I am going to try and write something new every day for as long as I can keep it up. Hopefully I won’t “regurgitate” any of my old stuff, but if the odd one slips in then so be it. Your comments would be a great help while I’m trying this.**
You know the drill……….