She was late, as was her custom
My watch beeped once, marking the twenty minute interval, as was its custom.
I looked up at the sky as the watch reset itself for another twenty minutes. It was a clear day, so there weren’t any clouds to watch. The bench was warm, under the sunlight, and I felt [...]
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