Lit Up
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Lit Up

The Watcher and The Widow

“person face” by Peter Forster on Unsplash

The Watcher stood outside the intimate circle of the immediate family and close friends and listened raptly to the murmur of condolences. This was the best part. This was what he came to watch. It soothed and exhilarated him. It made it all worth it.

A downtrodden woman broke away from the group and shuffled toward him. “How did you know Steve?” she asked.

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