“Hey you,” he said affectionately. The cultivated indifference, which was part of the armour of his little world fell away from him. The autumn rain had made every surface tacky, the wet seats of painted red picnic tables were avoided. She said it audibly, having learned long since that an audible prayer was a concentrated one. She realized in a moment what had happened.
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