Nervous, In 100 Words

Hollowing out the book was harder than she had though. But she kept carving. Slowly, the knife edge went around the rectangle hole, that started on page 56.

She was not normally patient, but she took her time, cognizant of the sharp knife edges pointed towards her legs, sprawled out on the bathroom floor. She had made many mistakes, but did not want her next one to cause her to need to explain a knife wound.

The scraps, were slowly brushed into an empty tampon box, in the trash. Her husband, she was sure, would never look in that box.

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A 100 word challenge, issued by Velvet Verbosity, and introduced to me by Slouchy. Go visit them both for more Nervousness.