Sunday, January 01, 2006

38 :

There was a knock on the door.

Stumbling, nerves sick with worry, she ran to it. Maybe it was him. She opened the door, half hopeful, half full of fear, sick and worry.

And at the door were two people. A policeman and a policewoman. Younger than her, older than their years, and when you see that when you open the doors, you know it means one thing and one thing only. A future had closed.

And life had changed forever.

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