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For a brief moment this morning, I felt her presence. Silence was in the room.
The sky just beginning to lighten. The air conditioner is off. No one else is awake yet. No ice is falling in the freezer. The birds have not yet begun their song. The air is still. No cars pass by.
She rarely stops by. She never stays long.
Caffeine rings in my ear. My neck crunches when I move my head. My stomach rumbles. Is it time for breakfast? My pen scratches the paper. I reach for my coffee mug; my shoulder pops.
The dog breathes. A bird sings. A car drives by. The thermostat clicks. The air conditioner blows.
Silence was here. Now she’s gone.
Waite for it... 