The Speed of Change

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She hit the pavement at a fast walk. Was he following? No matter. Dusk called out pinpricks of starlight and dark bat shadows.

“They roost in caves.” He scanned the sky.

“It’s warmer when they’re all together.” She hugged her arms, working her short legs to take two steps for his one.

He slowed the pace, wrapping her shoulders in rough tweed.

Small actions, a snowballing effect.

Water droplets on his Einstein frizz fractured under each passing street lamp. She noticed.

At her flat, she returned his jacket. She closed the door, unsettled by the speed of change between them.

 

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