Something Old & Forgotten

She walks into the room, lights a candle, and runs her finger across the dusty edge of an end table. Squinting at the darkness, she tries to summon memories of objects in the room. Wasn’t there an old record player in the corner? It was so long ago, she can’t remember, but something stirs in the shadows of her fog filled mind, and she misses it. Whatever it is. Wherever it went. Sitting on one of the sheet covered chairs… she thinks, “Maybe I’ll remember… tomorrow.”

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