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Maybe we can work out something.
She polished one pane of glass over and over.
There were so many things she hadn’t said to him.
It was going to take a long time to get out.
He held it up and studied it, surprised.
He looked at it in surprise.
She examined this train of thought with care.
And thinking about it that way, she was frightened by her own audacity.
Perhaps that was one way of fighting back.
He said something, but she couldn’t hear what it was.
Because thoughts were real.
Are you threatening me?
He strode forward, as if trampling his doubts underfoot.
We’re going to make this thing happen.
I’m ready either way.
I can do what I bloody well like!
Why do we do the things we do?
I think about time because I don’t understand it.
You really might do this for me?
They could do some line-dancing and other things together. It would be fun!
My guess is, it was a bit of magic.
The clock ticks inexorably.
Don’t quit now, he tells himself.
This all makes sense! An alien! Way better than a fairy.
If one of us fails, we all fail together.
It all looks good on paper to the powers that be.
He doesn’t want her to think he’s hallucinating.
Yes, he’s a widower, but that doesn’t mean he’s available.
Know thine enemy, all the best authorities advised.
Just hang on a little longer.
There is no hierarchy here. There never is in art. There is just expression.
That didn’t feel like the whole truth.
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