Almost (Abbie Shores Fiction)
From: Abbie Shores Fiction
She had only meant to cross the square. It was late afternoon, that soft deceptive light that makes old buildings glow and convinces you that nothing bad could possibly happen there. She was on holiday abroad, alone for the day, enjoying the anonymity of being just another face passing through, when she noticed that the flow of people around her had begun to change direction. Not hurried, not yet, just…
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