[ WP ] Every night you must wind up your heart with a key on a necklace . After a one night stand , you wake to find the key missing and a note by your bed .

`` Daddy, let's go. we're going to be late.'' 
 
 
 She was holding onto her pink lunch box. The one I had bought her last week. She wanted the blue one with that insufferable Disney character on it, but I had told her that it was too expensive. We were going through a rough patch. I had spent all my savings on a breakthrough heart surgery. The prognosis promised a 25 % survival rate, though I seemed to be doing good so far. The only annoyance of course was that I had to wind up my artificial heart with a key every night. It's times like this that I wish my wife were still alive. 
 
 
 `` Coming honey,'' I said, as I held back my tears and tried my best to stop the trembling in my hands. Why do n't you wait for me on the front lawn?'' She ran outside and sat on the grass. 
 
 
 I found it on the kitchen table. A folded sheet of paper. Last night was different. I had someone over and one thing led to another. I did n't expect to find her in the morning. She said that she was allergic to the sun. But she did leave me something. A letter. One line. One that only a psychopath could write, I HAVE PLANTED THE KEY BEHIND HER LEFT EYE. GOOD LUCK. 
 
 I got up and walked towards the front door. I stepped outside. She had her back towards me. Her beautiful blonde hair was swaying in the morning breeze. According to my wristwatch, no more than three minutes stood between me and everlasting darkness. The land of no return. I walked towards her. Slowly. Silently. 
 
 `` Do n't worry, my love,'' I whispered, pursing my lips and holding back my tears. I raised my hands to my chest, palms open. `` You'll understand when you're older.''
