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the desk. Somehow she got it between her fingers.
    Kathy heard Bobby moving around in the dining room. He opened the doors of the china cabinet. Sickened, she heard her good chinabreaking as Bobby flung cups and saucers to the floor. How long would he take to find the liquor cabinet? She didn’t have much time left. She had to work fast.
    Bits of glass stuck to Kathy’s cotton nightgown as she crawled back to Jack’s side. “We’re going to get out of here,” she told him, but he didn’t respond. “Hang on, sweetheart,” she said. “Please hang on.” She tried to get the piece of glass in her fingers into the right position to cut through the rope, but the glass kept slipping. “Oh, no,” she cried as the glass fell to the floor. Her eyes searched for it on the blue carpet around her.
    Kathy could still hear Bobby in the dining room. “Come out, come out, wherever you are,” he said. For a minute she thought Bobby was talking to her, and she froze. Then she realized he was talking to the whisky he hoped to find.
    Kathy twisted around, looking for the lost piece of glass. “Where are you?” she cried softly.
    “Come out, come out, wherever you are,” Bobby called out again.
    “Come out, come out, wherever you are,” she whispered along with him.
    “There you are,” Bobby said.
    “There you are.” Kathy saw the piece of glass. Slowly and carefully, she managed to get it back between her fingers.
    Just then, Bobby returned to the den. He was holding a brand new bottle of malt whisky. “Look what I found,” he said. He plopped down on the sofa and lifted his feet to the glass coffee table. He was wearing heavy black boots with pointed toes. The bottoms were covered with dried mud. “I’m afraid I made a bit of a mess in the dining room,” Bobby said, and laughed.
    He tried to open the whisky bottle, but his hands were too shaky. The bottle cap wouldn’t budge. “What’s the matter with this stupid thing?” he asked. Kathy could hear the growing anger in his voice. “Can you open this stupid thing?” Bobby asked her. He lowered his feet to the floor.
    Kathy held her breath. Was Bobby planning to untie her hands so she could open the bottle? If he came over, he would see the piece of glass hidden in her palm. And then what? Would he be so angry that he’d use it to slash her throat?
    Kathy gripped the piece of broken glass tighter in the palm of her hand. Maybe Bobbywouldn’t notice it. And if he did notice it, could Kathy use it on him? Was she capable of harming another human being?
    A few days ago, Kathy would have answered “no” to both questions. She’d always been such a good girl. The child who always did as she was told. The teenager who always had her homework done. Kathy had never given her parents any real trouble. She’d always followed the rules. Kathy wasn’t a risk taker. She wasn’t a rule breaker.
    And yet, the last few days had changed all that. Since Michael had looked her up on Facebook, Kathy had turned into someone she barely knew. She’d become a woman who kept secrets. She’d become a woman who snuck around and did things behind her husband’s back. How had she let that happen? How had she allowed Michael, who had caused her so much pain, to invade her life again?
    Kathy held her breath as Bobby pushed himself off the sofa. Then he suddenly sank back down. “Well, what do you know?” Bobby said. “The cap came off.” He laughed as he threw the bottle cap to the floor. Then he put his dirty bootsback up on the coffee table. He took a long drink of the whisky. “That’s better,” he said with a smile. “Much, much better.”
    Kathy sighed with relief. As long as Bobby kept drinking, she might have a chance. She might cut through the rope that bound her wrists behind her back. She and Jack might have a chance of getting out of the house alive.
    Kathy could see that her husband was badly hurt. Jack’s breathing was as jagged as the piece of glass between