his eyelid, her razor

And after he passed out, she reached into her purse, pulling out an exacto razor blade. She went back to the limp form and turned him over, straddling him. Carefully, having bent close down to his face, she stretched the skin of the eyelid with two fingers, between the eyelashes and the eyebrow, the top of the socket. Slow and precise, she lowered the razor.