
Nothing wakes the woman this morning. Perhaps a dream, but she doesn’t remember. She opens her eyes, her back spread flat against the bed and her covers stopping right at the nose. Sun slants in between window shades. From where she lays, the woman sees dust motes twinkling. For a while, she lays there, her gaze unfocused, her mind blank. Content. She thinks, Snow. The door to her room eases open, and a cat slips in. It leaps onto the bed, curling up against the woman. She pulls…
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