Pattern Sighting
The woman said her name was Darlene.
She said she was heavy but without fat, light-haired without blond, intelligent but without genius.
She said she had been married, before, and that she had had a child. She did not have a child now.
She drove an old car to a new house, and drank warm tea from a cold glass.
She read a chapter, watched a show, swept the floor and pet the dog.
And then she went to bed.
She never woke up.
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