click she stirs from sleep click click she raises her body props herself on one elbow click turns her head first one way and then the other click click pulls herself from the bed and listens more carefully click the window click click yes the window click she carefully bends the blind and peers into the dark click click there there by the street light a shadow more than a shadow a man cursing at a long barrelled rifle click he is struggling to seat the killing bullet in the chamber click click she watches and wonders why he is there on a public sidewalk in the middle of the night click she lifts the blind higher to see what might be his target click click again failure and just as he seems to be ready to give up he slams something shut turns to face her widening eyes and fires
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At first, I thought someone was taking pictures of her. My goodness, Kennedy, this is very good and very dark.
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