Tying the Knot Tight

Tying the knot was supposed to be a blessing, but as Joseph let Cathleen’s body fall from the bridge he watched the rope that connected the two of them by knots uncoil at his feet.  “Not even unto death will we be apart,” thought Joseph as he was jerked off his feet and plummeted to the waiting arms of the river far below.  Cathleen might have thought those were idle words, but Joseph took his wedding vows seriously, just like he had shown her with his baseball bat, just like he made sure to breath in the numbing cold water.

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