Mature — Handcuffed

The sound was satisfyingly definitive. The problem wasn't the cuffs; it was the key. It sat on the workbench three feet away—just out of reach of her tethered hands.

"Just to see if the mechanism still holds," she had whispered to herself. Click. mature handcuffed

"Eleanor? Are you up there? You missed our tea time," called Martha, her neighbor. The sound was satisfyingly definitive