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Laura sank deeper into the pillows that lined the small lip she had installed in front of the windows for a reading place. She looked down at the bikes and pedestrians who weaved through the traffic. The fast pace of it all, blaring car horns, shouts, even the wind seemed to be irritated with time. Laura peeled her eyes away from the window and stretched for her glass of wine. Her mind began to drift back to lunch.

‘So, what are you going to do about this girl?’ Deb asked her, as she downed another margarita.

‘Nothing.’ Laura shrugged. ‘All I said was that she was interesting.’

‘I’ve never known you to show an interest in strangers.’

‘She just … I don’t know—’

‘First, you get all tongue tied. Next, you’ll be acting like a love-struck teenager.’

Laura tried to brush her off. ‘You read too much into things.’

‘Yeah and you don’t? At least try to find out if she’s interested.’ Deb raised her glass to Laura and winked.

Laura downed another glass of wine as the memory slipped away. She closed her eyes and saw the overbearing clearness of Eve’s green eyes. She nearly cracked the wine glass in her hand as an idea began to form.