Then she pulled a knife out of her boot leg and came at me with decisive intent. I turned back just in time to see the weapon. Just in time to bat it out of her hand and pin her wrist to the table.
She screamed like a woman possessed. Now, as then, her words are unintelligible.
For the second time, I threw her hard onto the table and twisted her around so she was looking up at me.
“Stop it!” I yelled. “f*****g stop it, Marina!”
“I will never stop!” she screamed right back at me. “I will never f*****g stop!”
And that’s when I lost it.
As I watch myself give in to the beast that was growing inside of me, I can remember perfectly how I felt. I can remember the turmoil and desperation that engulfed me when I realized that she wasn’t lying: she would never stop.
My hands wrapped around h
