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I froze, like an antelope wandering into a clearing only to realize the lions were waiting.
a fisherman’s net of wrinkles fanned around his blue eyes and enmeshed his smile.
I seldom ate out, both for reasons of economy and because I feared someone might try to speak to me.
“Punctual, just as I expected,” he said with a smile. “Skulking in the shadows, just as I expected.”
“Don’t fret. Things will work out, or they won’t. Worrying won’t make any difference.”
memory sank unexpected hooks into my chest.
