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Kathleen Tessaro

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    A proximity that mimicked intimacy.
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    Like a hand reaching out across the impossible distance to pierce the veil that separated them
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    the delicate shades of a summer’s sky.
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    Love was an art, a game teased out and manipulated by skilled players.
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    listening to the ticking clock, the dull hum of the refrigerator
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    Pretty girls didn’t lead independent lives; didn’t Eva d’Orsey know that? Their triumphs were measured in the swiftness with which they moved from one pair of waiting arms to another. It was the less fortunate girls – the ‘sensible’ and ‘clever’ ones – who had to face the world on their own.
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    The clock ticked; here the city felt removed.
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    They liked cheap-looking girls that laughed too easily, too loud.
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    it’s only a gamble if you don’t know what you’re doing
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    ‘And what if there are no answers?’

    She held her ground. ‘Then at least I will have asked the questions.’
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