POSTSCRIPTUM

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    Or nearly all. Ohinks something is finished, and then suddenly it isn’t, quite.

    I have had a visitor.

    It was Shadoas first to notice. I was humming as I packed for our holiday, suitcase open on the bed. Shadow was stepping in and out of it, toying with the idea of making himself a  on my socks and cardigans, when suddenly he stopped, all i, and stared toward the door behind me.

    She came not as a golden angel, nor as the cloaked specter of death. She was like me: a tallish, thin, brown-haired woman you would not notice if she passed you ireet.

    There were a hundred, a thousand things I thought I would want to ask her, but I was so overe I could hardly even speak her name. She stepped toward me, put her arms around me and pressed me to her side.

    ‘Moira,“ I mao whisper, ”I was beginning to think you weren’t real.“

    But she was real. Her cheek against mine, her arm ay shoulders, my hand at her waist. Scar to scar we touched, and all my questions faded as I felt her blood flow with mine, her heart beat with mi was a moment of wonderment, great and calm; and I khat I remembered this feeling<big>.</big>. It had been locked in me, closed away, and now she had e and released it. This blissful circuitry. This ohat had once been ordinary and was today, now that I had recovered it, miraculous.

    She came and we were together.

    I uood that she had e to say good-bye. That ime we met it would be me who went to her. But this  meeting wouldn’t be for a very long time. There was no rush. She could wait and so could I.

    I felt the touch of her fingers on my face as I brushed away her tears, then, in joy, our fingers found eac..er awined. Her breath on my cheek, her fa my hair, I buried my nose in the crook of her ned inhaled her sweetness.

    Such joy.

    No matter that she could not stay. She had e. She had e.

    I’m not sure how or when she left. I simply realized that she was no lohere. I sat on the bed, quite calm, quite happy. I felt the curious sensation of my blood rerouting itself, of my heart recalibrating its beat for me alooug my scar, she had brought it alive; now, gradually, it cooled until it felt no di??fferent from the rest of my body.

    She had e and she had gone. I would not see her again this side of the grave. My life ?was my own.

    In the suitcase, Shadow was asleep. I put out my hand to strokebbr></abbr> him. He opened a cool green eye, regarded me for a moment, then closed it again.

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