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1. Year: 2020
2. info: A couple (Issa Rae and Kumail Nanjiani) experiences a defining moment in their relationship when they are unintentionally embroiled in a murder mystery. As their journey to clear their names takes them from one extreme - and hilarious - circumstance to the next, they must figure out how they, and their relationship, can survive the night
3. 1 h 26Minutes
4. Michael Showalter
5. Casts: Anna Camp, Kumail Nanjiani

Cute netflix movie. ill watch it for issa. How does he change magazines in those 45s? or pee. The lovebirds official trailer. I am worried about my relationship for lots of complicated reasons. This is mostly the full context. I have been with my girlfriend for 2 years and 2 months. I’m 19 and she’s 23. I’m from the UK and she’s from the US. We have a long distance relationship and are very serious. We have been physically together for 5 weeks. 2 weeks in the US and 3 weeks in England and we both had a great time. I won’t say my GFs real name but for the purposes of not referring to her as GF I’ll refer to her as Lily. Lilly lost her mother at 18 it was very traumatic, she comes from a very poor family, she’s got deep depression issues and no matter how hard she tries she can’t find a job in her local area. She’s been unemployed for 5 years and has no friends physically. But she’s got some really close online friends and she’s really close with her father (who works himself to death to support his family... literally) and her two brothers who are also unemployed. As an added bonus she’s also got loads of medical issues with no medical insurance. She also has a horse she’s very close with which makes it difficult to move out of the country. I am Shawn (sometimes sean) (not my real name it’s just my fav character) I’m British College student who’s lower middle class. I’ve had depression, I’ve been suicidal and I have really bad social anxiety. All of these I’ve managed to work through thanks to lilly and I owe her for helping me pull my life together or I might not be where I am right now... When our relationship first started we were the loveliest pair of lovebirds you ever saw. We had known each other for a year already and we were best friends with huge crushes on each other. On our first week we were flirting, ‘playing with ourselves’ over Skype and we talked about sex almost all the time. We talked about how great the other looked, how sexy we were etc... The first time i sent her flowers for her birthday and she cried and totally freaked out. It was the most beautiful moment. For a full year we kept progressively getting more sexual, we were Skyping almost every day (not always sexual) we would make each other laugh like mad all the time. It was great. I could tell her how much I loved her and she would just melt. About 6 months before I went to America (I went in Christmas 2018) to see her for 2 weeks, her depression got worse. And we weren’t quite as laughs as we used to be. She went to the doctors and they gave her anti depressants. They upped the dose a couple of times before I went to America. (I have no idea If it’s the depression or the anti depressants that started this as I didn’t notice at first but I’m sure either of those are the culprit) I know doctors don’t know what anti depressants will do to a person individually. Because we don’t fully understand our brain and because everyone’s body chemistry is unique it’s a roll of the dice and there is an impossibly long list of anti depressant side effects which I’m sure isn’t even complete. So around late 2018 after she started taking the anti depressants and the dose has been upped. The first sign was she started to lose interest in creating stories though Messenger RP (something we had done since we first met) at first I thought it was fine. We had done this for a long time for it was understandable... but this was the first sign of the problem. Slowly Lily started losing interest sexually. It was slow at first which meant we didn’t notice but by the time of Christmas she has lost a lot of her hormones (I’m aware one of the possible side effects of antidepressants are loss in sexual hormones but then again it could also be the depression. I would just like to compare that we used to be very sexual, the entire time I was over in America I only got to finger her once in the two weeks despite many opportunities which was a disappointment for me as I was hoping for more. But I lived with it and I went home enjoying the time I spent there. By the time we both noticed what we suspected her anti depressants were doing we didn’t know what to do... on one of Lily’s appointments they recommended she go on even stronger anti depressants (keep in mind her doctors are shit) lily opted for staying on the ones she’s on rather than upping the dose or lowering until we could maybe figure out what to do... (she now can’t afford to go to the appointment and she’s not even sure if it’s a good idea to be taken off them) Early 2019 moving into mid 2019 lily was starting to Skype less, message less and all of the sexuality in our relationship was gone. Which I could live with at first but it got harder as time went on. As it came to her summer visit in mid 2019 we nearly stopped messaging and Skyping completely but I thought we’d have a chance to fix it but I was wrong. Before she came over lily expressed interest in losing our virginity, she told me to buy condoms which I did... but... um... keep reading. At the start of her summer visit everything seemed fine. We were going lots of places and having fun. However there was a problem... lily lost any kind of interest in being lovey dovey like we used to be... she had little interest in kissing and she didn’t care if we slept together(as in physically not sexually. For context in my last visit me and lily would always kiss, and we would dream about sleeping together in the same bed and we would snuggle up to each other infront of the TV... we slept together in the summer and I tried to cuddle but she just brushed me off all we ended up doing was awkwardly laying in the same bed. In the 3 weeks I made several sexual advances but she brushed all of them off. When I kept trying to kiss her like we did in at Christmas she called me clingy. She didn’t want to snuggle at all either which we used to love to do... Obviously all this didn’t sit well with me... I felt like I was losing lily... she gave me little romantic and no sexual attention which made me feel like we weren’t even a couple. I became very insecure about myself and my relationship with lily which brought back my problems with depression and anxiety. She gave me little support. When I confronted her about this and where our relationship was going and she cried and said that she was losing interest in everything (including me) and she was having trouble with a lot of things. Ultimately we has the same talk about us a few times before she left. Don’t get me wrong she did enjoy herself here and we had a great time together but it was kinda a low in our relationship. Things between us used to be a lot better. Apparently she a also has a bacterial infection... which messes with your hormones but she can’t afford to fix this either. I also discovered since she arrived in the UK she had stopped taking her anti depressants in an attempt to fix the issue. However this was stupid and I wish she told me so I could have told her not to because when you suddenly stop giving you anti depressants your body is so used to taking them you become super depressed and bitchy. I still get no sexual attention which does kinda frustrate me in the relationship. I pretty much watch porn rather than how we used to settle our hormones and I know that sex can be very important in a relationship to bond and to relax. Which is maybe something which is adding to the problem for both of us? At this point I still didn’t know she stopped taking her anti depressants and she became super distant when she went home. For 4 weeks we didn’t Skype and we messaged very little. She told me she was feeling very down, she was shaking, feeling dizzy all the time, she was so down she couldn’t get anything done. She started telling me that she loved me but she was no longer attracted to me... which was the lowest we have ever been in our relationship. I had to go on a diet and start working out (that I’m still doing) to try and convince her to not leave me. When she finally told me she had stopped taking her anti depressants. I told her to start taking them again and any withdraw symptoms disappeared. I think this also scared her away from quitting her anti depressants because of this hugely bad reaction despite me telling her so many times that she didn’t do it right way of ending her anti depressants and that the way that she did it was dangerous and doesn’t prove anything other than her body is already too addicted of them. After awhile everything turned to relative normal. We managed to get steady stream of messages and we manage to Skype once a week. She keeps telling me she’s just no longer interested in what we do together anymore despite loving me. Obviously low contact which is low especially compared to what we used to do about a year ago now is kinda putting a strain on our relationship still we have had a lot of difficulties because of this and I don’t know what to. We still love each other a lot but her issues are causing a lot of this. Our love is the only thing keeping us Together but I fear that it’s just going to get even worse (somehow) I don’t have to split up because it would honestly break me. I wouldn’t be able to get my work done and I would lose all perspective in life as what’s the point if there’s nothing to look forward to after all this hard work. I feel like I’m failing Lily. I don’t know what to do or to recommend she do. I hope someone could shed light on the situation and help us work though it.
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The night was young. In our world at least. 2:14 A. M., and me and my husband Ricky were standing out in the open shed behind The Post Searchlight. Stanwyck, Georgia's local newspaper. Like nocturnal detectives, Ricky and I were wired for the graveyard shift. You had to be when you did a paper route. Every night, me and Ricky made the rounds. There were about two-hundred newspapers for home deliveries... and another two-hundred for all the newspaper stands. Like a truck driver's grueling route, we cruised the city from 3-7 A. M. This wasn't an idyllic vision of newspaper routes. There was no cute teenage boy riding his bike around while tossing papers. No Americana romanticism. Not in today's world. The job sucked. The pay sucked. The hours sucked. Most of our subscribers were elderly, bitchy assholes. Ricky and me were basically working vampires, only The Post Searchlight was the one sucking our blood... and souls. But at 44, this was our living. It's not like we had many options either. We'd held the Stanwyck paper carrier crown for well over ten years now... our Woronov family monopoly. We were Elizabeth and Ricky Woronov, Post Searchlight Paper Carriers. Ricky and I did enjoy each other's company. In fact, bonding on this job was one of the reasons our marriage was still so strong after twenty years. That and we've both aged pretty well... I guess lifting all those boxes and stacks of newspapers would keep anyone in good shape. Not to mention Ricky always had that blue-collar Tony Todd look to him (Yes, Candyman is sexy! ). Tall and toned and with that body... shit, my heart pumped like a cartoon character's anytime his deep voice would tell me I looked just like Angela Bassett with braids. Honestly, I had to try to match his sexiness. But I guess my long legs and better fashion sense helped. During those long drives, we kept each other sane. But the job grew tougher once the holidays hit. From a week before Black Friday to the day after Christmas, our routes typically intensified more than Santa's workshop. And the papers got thicker. All of them fattened by advertisers cramming all their flyers in during the zenith of Christmas shopping. Man, we hated that shit. At least, the papers were on time tonight. And they weren't as bulky as they had been either. The bundles all came in around two A. And now, in the early hours of December 21st, Ricky and me got to work wrapping all the home deliveries in plastic sleeves. A dim hanging bulb our only light. The unrelenting wind sent chills down our spines. Our jackets and gloves no match for the harsh cold. Playful, Ricky held up the newspaper's front headline. "Well, this is nice for the holidays, " he quipped. Screaming bold font greeted me: LOCAL MURDERS BAFFLE STANWYCK POLICE. MURDERS POSSIBLY RELATED. Like yearbook photos, pictures of the four victims ran under the headline. Two middle-aged couples. With a weary grin, I knocked the paper out of Ricky's hands. "You're awful! " Ricky chuckled. "What? They're the ones pushing it near Christmas. " I grabbed my clipboard off the table. "They act like no one ever gets killed around here. " As a Stanwyck native, I never felt threatened. Maybe that's why Ricky and me were brave (stupid? ) enough to do this gig... regardless of Stanwyck's morbid history. Amused, Ricky got to work wrapping another newspaper. "Well, usually not around Christmas. " "True, " I said with a laugh. Holding the clipboard, I checked through our list of subscribers. Just like Santa Claus... Ricky carried a box of newspapers outside to our 2010 Corolla. "No shit, " I replied. Scrolling through the list, I cringed. There were now two-hundred-and-one home addresses. A nice Christmas surprise... 1972 Abel Road. Our latest Post Searchlight customer. Annoyed, I circled the address. "Hey, we got a new one, Ricky. " Like a tortured office drone, Ricky staggered back inside the shed. "Goddamn, really? " Grinning, I slapped his round ass. His days as an athlete were still paying off with that donk. "It's just one more. " Ricky grabbed some more newspapers. "Where is it anyway? " Back to business, I checked the list. "1972 Abel Road. " "Well, where the Hell's that? " I faced him. "You know, right by our house. Out past O'Neal Lake. " Holding a stack of Post Searchlights, Ricky stopped in front of me. "They better not have us looking all night. " I ran my hand along Ricky's muscular arm, reassuring him. "Hey, we'll find it, babe. " "Those assholes didn't even give us directions, did they? " Smiling, I leaned in toward his face. "They never do! " "They got us out here with murderers running around, looking for a Goddamn mystery house, " Ricky scoffed. "Reason number one thousand why-" "This job sucks, " I finished. Gentle, I caressed his handsome face. He didn't even flinch from my cold touch. 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" We'd either sticks papers in the the yellow Post Searchlight mailboxes (tubes) or toss them in the subscribers' yards. The only time we ever really had to face the December cold was when we had to re-fill the stands. On the route, Christmas was inescapable. We had it outside in the form of all the decorations and lights. And we also had it inside with the barrage of holiday hits playing on the radio. Not that I was complaining about the Yuletide escape. At least, the atmosphere kept us from getting too bored. No one was out in town. Just me, Ricky, and the Christmas decorations. I figured this close to Christmas, maybe people were out of town to visit family. Everyone except for us and our elderly clientele. I gotta say tonight was going well too. Like a Bonnie and Clyde joyride, me and Ricky were having fun. We were all alone on the road and had Stanwyck to ourselves. During the drive, we talked and laughed the better part of the night. Our chemistry kept us warmer than the jackets or heater ever could. The Ronettes's "I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus" livened the mood like we were at a primetime Christmas party rather than on the tail-end of this arduous journey. All we had left was our neck of the woods. Towman's gas station and a few houses near our rural neighborhood. Soon, the glowing illustrious Christmas lights of the city gave way to a country highway. All darkness save for the occasional home's modest reindeer display. I saw a faded sign up ahead on the right. And an ugly building to go with it. Towman's was on the edge of town where it belonged. A hideous last-chance gas station every small town had. Grinning, I faced Ricky. "Almost done. " Behind restless eyes, Ricky kept glancing up at the rearview mirror. "Yeah, sounds great... " "We might get home before the sun comes up. " Ricky didn't respond. Like a nervous criminal, he kept checking that mirror. Confused, I followed his gaze. But I saw nothing behind us. No sirens, no headlights. Just the long line of darkness that was Bainbridge Road. Smirking, I looked over at Ricky. "Do you want me to drive? " Like a tennis spectator gawking back-and-forth, Ricky stole a glance at the mirror before facing the highway. "No, I'm fine. Just thought I saw something... " We pulled into Towman's. With all the cobwebs and darkness, the store's front area looked like an entrance to a crypt. Beer signs were plastered over the windows. Plain Christmas lights scattered across the roof the only sign of Towman's holiday spirit. The winter breeze blew all the trash, debris, and stray newspapers through the empty parking lot. And right by the front doors was our beauty. A newspaper stand that belonged in a museum rather than a storefront. The thing looked even older than our subscribers. Spiderwebs swirled all around its coin slot like Gothic cotton candy. Outside, I opened the stand. I shook the cobwebs off my fingers in disgust. 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Before hopping inside the Corolla, I stole a glance back at the beast behind us. All I could make out were two people sitting in the SUV's front seat. I didn't see any features, but I could feel their eyes lock on me like the stern gazes of hungry predators. I got in the passenger's seat and slammed the door behind me. "Go! " I yelled to Ricky. Like a NASCAR driver, Ricky hopped in behind the wheel. "I think they've been following us. " The heater didn't comfort me. And neither did Otis Redding's "White Christmas. " With scared eyes, I whirled around. The SUV was gone. A harsh honk made me and Ricky both jump. We turned to our right. "Oh fuck! " Ricky yelled in fright. As if it had effortless wings, the behemoth creature had glided right beside us. And now we had a clear view of who lurked inside... A woman sat in the driver's seat, a man right beside her. Both of them tall and angular. They stared at us with nothing in their eyes. No emotion, no compassion. As if they were Ricky and I's soulless counterparts. The couple wore casual suits. A slick red raincoat draped over the woman's outfit, the raincoat's hood pulled in tight over her long black hair. Their faces were disguised by comic strip masks... colorful plastic ones. The woman with an expressionless Little Orphan Annie mask. The man in an Archie mask featuring the character's mischievous grin. Sunday Funnies gone evil. I felt my gut twist into sickened knots. Those organs on Otis's Christmas classic may as well have been church organs for me and Ricky's funerals. Then the woman held up a long hunting knife. Towman's Christmas lights reflected off the sharp blade, making it glisten like an ominous star. "What the fuck... " I muttered. At a deliberate pace, the woman traced the weapon all along her mask. A sadistic taunt made even scarier by the fact her exposed eyes never once blinked much less looked away from me. And all to the tune of "White Christmas. " As if she were performing a killer's ballet. The crazy bitch stopped the blade at the mask's chin. And she left it there. Like a morbid statue, she stayed still. Her eyes glued to my horrified face. If it weren't for the cold air emanating from my lips, I would've thought I stopped breathing. Fear rather than the December weather had me petrified. "Fuck this! " Ricky yelled. Like a vicious bully, the woman revved the SUV. Its engine roared with delight. I confronted Ricky. "Go, Goddammit! " And with that, we took off through the night. Far away from Towman's. But not far enough from the monster chasing us. All down Bainbridge Highway, the SUV stayed just a few feet behind our Corolla. Like the beast was just toying with us. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Ricky gun it well past seventy miles per hour. Like a compulsion, he traded glances back-and-forth between the dark road and the ferocious lights behind us. "Goddammit, what are they doing! " At this speed, all the Christmas lights became a bright blur. Neither me nor Ricky were cold... not with the heater and our nerves working overtime. Frightened, I turned back. The headlights honed in on us like spotlights. Like a shield, they kept me from seeing the horrible masks lurking in the car. "They're getting closer, " I said, worried. "Fuck! " Ricky yelled. Somehow, the couple's headlights went up a notch. Their brights got even brighter. I shielded my eyes. "What the Hell! " I cried. Our Corolla's interior was lit up as if it were already daylight... at 4:30 fucking A. The immense light distracting him, Ricky struggled to stay focused on the highway. "Hold on! " he cried. In a frenetic turn, Ricky swerved the wheel onto a dirt road. Powers Landing. The Corolla made us feel every bump the shitty road had to offer. Ricky struggled to control the wheel. Our speed plummeted down into the forties. With Alabama's "Christmas In Dixie" playing, I looked out at our rural surroundings. At the rows and rows of woods. We were closer to home at least. But there was still no comfort when the beast's bright eyes were still upon us. "Goddammit! " Ricky yelled in panicked horror. "What the Hell's their problem! " Uneasy, I turned toward those glowering brights. They highlighted our tumultuous sweat for all the world to see. If anything, the SUV was only closer. And gaining ground. Like a ferocious roar, the SUV's engine echoed through the night. "Just keep going, baby! " I pleaded to Ricky. "I am! " he replied, flustered. Helpless, all I could do was watch the SUV lunge forward. "Watch out! " I cried. With the force of a shark ramming into a boat, the SUV slammed into our back bumper. Me and Ricky jumped out of our seats. "Shit! " Ricky yelled. They hit us just hard enough to give us a scare, I realized. These fucks were getting a Christmas thrill out of our torment. Right as "Christmas In Dixie" hit its emphatic chorus, the SUV drifted back as if it were pulling back for another punch. The vehicle's engine was louder than ever. Its lights blinding as always. "Keep going! " I commanded Ricky. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw his sweaty hands sticking to the wheel. His eyes were focused on the road... more focused than they'd ever been on the paper route. Alabama's drawn-out chorus kept haunting us. What was once pleasant now sounded like an all-encompassing chant. The sound a cult makes as they prepare a sacrifice. With the brights staring me down, the SUV's engine reached its horrific peak. And then the beast came charging forward. Cringing, I braced for the fatal blow. "Fuck... " "Oh God! " Ricky yelled. But then right before it could pounce, the monstrous SUV swerved beside us and bolted down the road. Dust and dirt sprayed across our windshield like snow. In a matter of seconds, the SUV had flown off into the night. Straight out of sight. Now there was only me, Ricky, and Alabama on Powers Landing. We were alone. We were safe. We'd survived. I chuckled like a maniac. Over and over on a manic loop. Amused, Ricky joined in. He hit the steering wheel with glee. "Those fuckers! " "I know right! " I said. Still laughing, I leaned back in my seat. "Fuck them... " Ricky released his foot on the pedal. At a normal speed, the dirt road wasn't so bad. Not to mention the further we got, the more houses and Christmas lights we saw. We were back in a Winter Wonderland. Feelings of relief swarmed over us. Our sweat disappeared. Combined with The Crystals's "Rudolph The Red-Nosed Reindeer, " the secluded houses' Christmas decorations gave us cheerful holiday vibes. Without the adrenaline overheating us, the winter cold now made us shiver. But right now, I didn't care. The chills felt like Christmas rather than being trapped in a ferocious blizzard. We were so close to home. And less than thirty minutes away from daylight. "How many more we got? " Ricky asked, his sardonic grumpiness returning. Smirking, I looked over at Ricky's beaming smile. "Just wondering, " he added. A collection of colorful lights distracted me. I looked up toward a large house on the left. Like a Christmas shrine, the huge yard was lined up with glowing Santa and Frosty figurines. A true holiday house. "Maybe two more. " "Hell yes! " Up ahead, I saw a tall green sign. Its vivid white paint caught my eye: Abel Road. Excited, I hit Ricky's arm. "Hey, that's it! " I pointed toward the sign. "That's where the new one's at! " Like the pro paper carrier he was, Ricky made the swift turn. "Great! " We were on another dirt road. This one not as bumpy as Powers Landing. I could tell Abel was a real road less traveled. Nothing but woods was out here. No sign of life aside from whatever lurked in this forest. With the focused intensity of detectives, we both stared out the windshield. "What's the number? " Ricky asked. "1972, " I answered. Then like a beacon off in the distance, we saw a mailbox. A fresh yellow Post Searchlight mailbox. Clean and pristine. "There it is! " I said. Eager, Ricky eased the Corolla up toward the yellow tube. "Fuck yeah. " He rolled the window down. The cold air snuck in like a vandal. I pulled my jacket in closer. After all the terrifying excitement of the night, the bitter wind caught me off-guard. We stopped at the yellow tube. A skeletal metal mailbox stood right next to it, its rusted age the polar opposite of the Post Searchlight mailbox. Ricky shined his iPhone's light on the metal. 1972 was scribbled on the lid in big black font. Through the dim headlights, I couldn't see much of the yard. Just tall weeds and even taller trees. The outline of a large dilapidated house. Looks like our new subscribers hadn't even moved in yet. No wonder that ugly mailbox was still there... With a victorious laugh, Ricky high-fived me. "We got it! " I forced a chuckle. "Yeah, finally. " Ricky held out his hand. "What a night... " Grinning, I handed him a wrapped paper. "Just one more after this. " "Gotcha. " Gripping the newspaper, Ricky leaned out the window. "We can still get home by five-" Bright lights cut on from the house's driveway. Bright, blinding lights. The eyes of the beast. Startled, Ricky dropped the paper. "Oh shit! " Both me and him looked on in horror. Like a monster resting in its lair, there was the hulking SUV. Right there on the grass driveway. Right by its cave of a derelict house. A house conquered by broken windows and monstrous ivy. 1972 Abel Road looked about as cozy as a haunted castle. "What the fuck! " I yelled. Terrified, I grabbed Ricky to pull him back. "Ricky, come on! " My eyes stayed on the in a sickening epiphany, I realized I could only make out one mask in that car. "Fuck this! " I heard Ricky cry. Through the vivid headlights, I saw a quick flash of red run toward the mailbox. A glimmer of silver reflected off the light and hit me square in the eyes... a familiar and horrifying sight. Motivated by fear, I tried to pull Ricky in through that window. Like a frantic child trying to save their father. "Get in here! " I yelled. Ricky turned and gave me an uneasy look. Then the hunting knife jammed straight into his cheek. I let out a blood-curdling scream. Even more force pushed the blade through like a hammered railroad spike. A bloodied tip protruded through Ricky's other cheek like an arrow had struck him. Blood poured all around the wound. So much blood it would've drowned out Ricky's voice even if he could move his mouth. Like thick snowdrops, drops of blood fell all over the car. All over the seats. The air vents. Even the radio. Right over The Crystals's holiday jam. An avalanche of tears poured from my eyes. Leaning toward me, Ricky's mouth contorted. As if the blade controlled him like a ventriloquist controlled a dummy. In the cold, the crimson streams stuck to his flesh. Almost frozen from the wind. My tears felt the same. Screaming, I looked on at the fleeting life in Ricky's eyes. The emotion was there. The compassion. But it was fading fast. I squeezed tighter on to his arm... as if I could squeeze the life back in him. "No, baby! " I yelled. "Ricky! " His dying grasp grabbed my shoulder. I could see Ricky attempt to talk, but the blade blocked his words. As did the abundance of blood. Weeping, I touched his face. The cold blood stuck to my fingertips, but I didn't care. Not when this was our last embrace. "I love you, baby! " I said with conviction. "I love you, Ricky. " Like an invasive advertisement, Andy Williams's "The Most Wonderful Time Of The Year" interrupted our intimacy. Along with the horror before me, the song's jarring vocals overwhelmed me into a crumbing, crying mess. Persevering, I kept my heartfelt eyes on Ricky. "I love you. " Right before Ricky went still, a black gloved hand snatched the blade out of his face in one vicious tug. Blood sprayed across me and my tears. I cried out as Ricky's corpse fell into my arms. Literal dead weight that was once my beautiful husband. The thick blood smeared across me like a spilt red Icee. I saw the woman crouch down in front of the window. Her Little Orphan Annie mask taunted me... as did the killer's cold gaze. Like the excited eyes a hunter gave cornered prey. "Fuck you! " I hurled at her. "You crazy bitch! " Then the psycho raised her gloved hands. The knife coated by my husband's blood was in one hand. The unwrapped newspaper in the other. Like a playful teacher, the woman pointed her blade right at the screaming headline. The exploitative headline. LOCAL MURDERS BAFFLE STANWYCK POLICE. With a flourish, she pointed the knife back at herself. Behind the mask, I could tell the bitch was cracking a smile. She didn't need to talk or show it either... like a psychotic mime. I looked down at Ricky's mangled face. The gaping, bleeding holes on both his cheeks resembled grisly craters. His open eyes stared at me. As if he was communicating beyond the grave. Disturbed, I couldn't fight the tears back any longer. Not with my soulmate dead in my arms. Moving methodically, the woman reached in to unlock the door on the driver's side. I glowered at her. Still feeling my husband's cold blood leaking onto me, a fiery sensation built up in my soul. The adrenaline came roaring back. The stupid bitch wasn't even paying attention to me. Her eyes concentrated on the locked door. Making my move, I brought my leg back and kicked the shit out of that Goddamn mask. The bitch never knew what hit her. She went flying back as if Santa's sleigh had smashed her. The SUV's stage-appropriate headlights showed her hunting knife go flying through the air. I had a chance... Respecting Ricky's corpse as much as I could, I laid his body out on the passenger's seat. Then I jumped in behind the wheel. Outside, I heard the woman stagger to her feet. In the cold, her red coat resembled the house's lone Christmas decoration. Still weeping, I put the car in drive. I stole a look over at Rick's pale face. "I love you, baby, " I told him. Channeling Ricky's aggression, I took off down the dirt road. The bumps made me hop like a jackrabbit, but I stayed focused. Through the tears, I stared on at Abel Road. All while I passed nothing but wilderness. I never once turned to look back. I feared the SUV would follow me... but those illustrious beams never struck me. Nor did I ever hear the beast's roaring engine. All I heard was Christmas songs. Endless Christmas music. And soon enough, I recognized my own neighborhood. All the glowing Christmas lights and decorated lawns welcomed me back to civilization. Once I made it home, sunlight was already emerging. Frantic, I dialed 911. But I knew it was too late... all I could do was cradle Ricky in my arms. And there amidst the gradual warmth of the rising sun, we waited. My nerves calm but my tears steady. The police never found Ricky's killers. They found out the house was never even bought or rented. Just a fake name The Post Searchlight accepted for quick cash. Typical media protocol... And to this day, I still don't know why that man and woman chose paper carriers for their Christmas slay. I quit the route soon afterward. I'm currently in the middle of suing the shithole Searchlight as well. My lawyers told me I got a good case considering the fatal wild-goose chase that the paper's lack of vetting put me and Ricky through. And after Ricky's death, all those connected murders disappeared from Stanwyck. Along with the rest of 2017. I still stayed around town. After all, Stanwyck was my home. And the community was more than supportive. But I'm still tempted to make a move... particularly with Christmas now right around the corner. The festive season is now nothing more than a season of mourning for me. And I suspect that's how Christmas always will be. 14.

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