He pulls the car to the curb beside her house. The heavy droplets of rain on the windshield disfigure the village lights into a glowing mosaic of yellow, blue, and gray. He looks up through his window. It was a dark night but light was starting to creep up behind the immense clouds. He looks to his side to where she sat, huddled to a corner wrapped
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