Knitted Bodies KATHLEEN FRUGALIDAD
A smile on her left cheek marked her as she walked toward her husband, who was sitting on the couch watching the news. She popped a handful of corn chips in her mouth and sat beside him. She started another knitting project, a little blanket with a pink and blue striped pattern this time. He did not say anything to her as he looked serious. "Anything on your mind, babe?" she asked. He placed his hands on his forehead, leaning his elbow on the arm of the couch. "Another murder has happened." "What? Again?" She straightened her body and legs and repositioned herself facing the television. Flashing on the screen are news reports about the latest murder case. "Yeah, it took place here in our neighborhood, " he replied, with a worried look on his face. "That was the seventh, huh? Same pattern, they say." "All hearts out? That's alarming," she said. She took a big gulp of his now cold coffee. "Yes, no stolen things, just hearts out," he replied, munching on some corn chips. He then took his coffee from her and got up, going to the kitchen to refill his mug. He sat back on the couch, blowing on his piping hot coffee and letting his wife take the first sip. She
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Illustration by Kathleen Frugalidad
