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Again again with its pointless sound

When the moon finds them

they are the color of everything.

William Stanley Merwin

Part I

March 1996


Life being what it is, one dreams of revenge.

Paul Gauguin, French Post-Impressionist painter (1848 - 1903)


Wednesday, March 6th

1707 hours

Heather Torin never intended to be a victim.

No one ever does.

She ran the same route every day except Sunday, when she didn't jog at all. It was two and eight-tenths miles long according to the odometer in her Honda Accord. She would have preferred to jog a three-mile course, but the route was just too perfect and so she sacrificed the two-tenths in the interest of aesthetics.

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