TIGHTEN UP

I�ve been thinking about the past year but I can�t remember it. It seems like the year before, continued the next page (like the second sheet of a pad that still holds the impressions of the message written on the sheet above, now torn off and stuffed into the purse of the woman gone off to meet the man who�s been threatening her over the phone while the detective rushes in to read the near invisible traces she didn�t know she�d left).