He left just like he came, one messenger bag, one suitcase, one book for passing time on the Turnpike. No embrace, just a mumbled “See ya” in the basement of Port Authority, a slinking away from their possibilities. In Brooklyn, she set the futon on the curb that same night.

Karen Lillis

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5 Responses to Denouement

  1. Lee Hughes says:

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  5. Great, Karen! Loved that last sentence.