“Good luck! Good luck!” She waved from the window until the bend hid him. Melusine flung herself down the rest of the steps and through the doorway. ” They left the restaurant just as the rain slowed to a dull trickle, the fury of the storm exhausted, having left mirror puddles in its wake. Without Sheila, the denizens of the neighborhood might forget they had the ability to communicate with each other. His long struggle with himself, his avoidance of her were quite unnecessary. She had thought it a mirror, because it was her. Somehow her walk home with him had been transmogrified into a melodramatic rejection, a slamming.
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