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Via a swamp to salvation
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To exit alone, she feels nervous. By likening it to a fairy carriage, she has persuaded herself to get within the automotive. Jill’s run out of staples and Felicity received’t be coming till Friday on the earliest.
Simply to get to the mini-market, the place she will be able to purchase milk and bread and butter and oh no, what was the opposite factor? She’s forgotten. This makes her extra anxious.
Carrol by no means had this downside, though she had others, however Carrol is lifeless now. Final Saturday. Jill feels the loss. She doesn’t grieve a lot as really feel every part slowing down. Like the burden of Carrol’s dying and Felicity’s unavailability is a tombstone she’s dragging round, making all her actions sluggish and prolonged and effortful, like staggering via a deep swamp.
The mini-market is up forward. She simply must get via the visitors lights. Jill can’t keep in mind the place that phobia began, however it’s kicking in onerous right this moment, in all probability on account of the sluggish, deep swampiness.
She breathes out, appears down at her sweat-drenched, clenched-white palms on the steering wheel, and is aware of right this moment she simply can’t. She stops the automotive, places her flashers on and…
