Write One Page Per Day – 85/365 – March 26, 2018

The alarm sounded too loud and too early to Jack as it blared at 6:55AM. He rolled over, slapped it into silence, and threw his legs over the edge of the bed.

Jack sat there for a few minutes, wavering between sleep and reality, before the need to relieve himself became greater than the need for sleep. On his way to the bathroom, through the kitchen, he heard the coffee pot signaling that it was finished brewing. He did not, however, notice the man standing in his kitchen holding a knife.

Jack went to the bathroom, took a shower, and got dressed. Before coming back out to get coffee.

The man in the kitchen had moved into the living room, routinely checking his watch while Jack was showering, but now crept forward as Jack poured himself a fresh cup of coffee.

Jack was taking a sip of the dark, delicious liquid, when the man moved to strike. The knife slashed through the air toward Jack, but missed. Seemingly because Jack had bent down to get something from the bottom cabinet.

Confusion flashed in the assailant’s eyes for a moment before he tried again. This time Jack moved out of the way toward the living room, still apparently unaware of the would be assassin’s presence.

Upon arriving in the living room, Jack took a seat in his favorite chair and opened the newspaper that was waiting for him there. The man approached the back of the chair but froze when Jack turned around to face him.

“Is all this really necessary, Gregory?” Jack asked as the man held the knife aloft.

How the hell does he know my name? Gregory thought.

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