Not as good as I would like, but hey, it's something.
He has always loved using paring knives. There is a real satisfaction in being able to cut so cleanly, so precisely; it is something that so few people seem to truly appreciate. Sometimes he will prepare huge and entirely unnecessary dishes just for the joy of it, the opportunity to use the knives.
Billy has never quite understood his fascination with them. Whenever he begins to wax poetic about the wonder of paring knives (heh, I used to chop up everything I could get my hands on when I was a kid, drove my parents mad... anyway, y’see, anyone can look at a knife, and – well, yeah, the looks are important, but the really important thing is how it cuts, you have to keep it sharp, you have to use it properly – but you’ve got to respect the knife, you can’t think that you’re using it, you’ve got to know that the knife is allowing you to use it, y’know? – so you hold it like this –), Billy will shake his head and laugh, mock-nervously, and say Sometimes you worry me, Joe.
As he stares down at the bloodstained blade, he wonders what Billy would say if he could see him now.
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He has always loved using paring knives. There is a real satisfaction in being able to cut so cleanly, so precisely; it is something that so few people seem to truly appreciate. Sometimes he will prepare huge and entirely unnecessary dishes just for the joy of it, the opportunity to use the knives.
Billy has never quite understood his fascination with them. Whenever he begins to wax poetic about the wonder of paring knives (heh, I used to chop up everything I could get my hands on when I was a kid, drove my parents mad... anyway, y’see, anyone can look at a knife, and – well, yeah, the looks are important, but the really important thing is how it cuts, you have to keep it sharp, you have to use it properly – but you’ve got to respect the knife, you can’t think that you’re using it, you’ve got to know that the knife is allowing you to use it, y’know? – so you hold it like this –), Billy will shake his head and laugh, mock-nervously, and say Sometimes you worry me, Joe.
As he stares down at the bloodstained blade, he wonders what Billy would say if he could see him now.