‘The unkindest cut…’

“Do it. Now…”
Implacable.
Cold sweat beads on his forehead. Her eyes are keen as anguish, sharp as the steel against his throat. How had he not realised? How had it come to this? He had tried everything. He had even begged. The thought made him squirm, but he no longer cared. He had nothing left.
The bright edge of the razor would strike.
No way to escape.
His hands shake. He must. He cannot. Bile rises as he closes his eyes… all he can see is blood and ruin.
Now, Dave … Either the beard goes, or I do…”

For Charli Mills Flash Fiction challenge

About Sue Vincent

Sue Vincent is a Yorkshire-born writer and one of the Directors of The Silent Eye, a modern Mystery School. She has written a number of books, both alone and with Stuart France, exploring ancient myths, the mysterious landscape of Albion and the inner journey of the soul. She is owned by a small dog who also blogs. Follow her at scvincent.com and on Twitter @SCVincent Find her books on Goodreads and follow her on Amazon worldwide to find out about new releases and offers. Email: findme@scvincent.com
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39 Responses to ‘The unkindest cut…’

  1. Fandango says:

    Ha! I can relate to this. I had a beard when I met the woman who would eventually become my wife. She’d never seen me without a beard and then, about ten years ago, she asked me to shave it off so she could see what I looked like without a beard. I was very attached to my beard — literally —
    but, because she asked, I reluctantly agreed to shave it off. As soon as she saw my face without my beard, she said, “grow it back.”

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  3. Ha ha ha. Nice one. So much drama!!!

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  4. willowdot21 says:

    Absolutely had me there Sue!

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  5. Charli Mills says:

    Sharp writing, Sue! You write this 99-word form with mastery. Fun to have you at the Ranch!

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  6. jenanita01 says:

    Every word had a razor edge, too!

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  7. Great tension there Sue, and I love the ending! 🙂

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  8. 😆
    I was expecting a real creepy story – but I guess for a man who loves his beard and has watched it growing since years it is unbearable gruesome to chose between getting shaved and losing his beloved one. 😉

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  10. I don’t like beards, Sue, so I am completely with this woman.

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