Turn by turn

July 20, 2010

She wound her way, turn by turn, through the streets of his neighborhood. She still remembered the code to his apartment building, though she hadn’t been there in years. It was rainy that night, the whole world slippery under her tires.

Turn by turn, she told herself stories of the life they’d hoped to lead. Turn by turn, she covered familiar ground.

She didn’t have a destination. She was only passing through.

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