(The Mall) She is in her usual form. Sitting on her mall bench, waiting for him to arrive. He's running late. She is about to give up when he rounds the corner, oblivious to his watcher. She glances over her shoulder as he passes. She follows his lead but keeps a safe distance. Reality escapes her with the passing of her breath. She is whisked away
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