She had just passed into a little antechamber beyond when she suddenly heard a faint knocking. ‘And she’s—’ She broke off, a sudden light in her eyes. She descended down the stairs of the house, sidestepping the refuse from bingedrinking teenagers that was strewn everywhere. Without Sheila, the denizens of the neighborhood might forget they had the ability to communicate with each other. You see me here, an admitted failure in the object to which I have devoted two years of my life.
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