| sue drank from her glass, then from his eyes, all the while thinking this was forever |
| looking down on his body she feared for him |
| looking back one last time she felt the irresistable pull from the road ahead |
| only the flash from the photographer's bulb gave life to her eyes |
| allen, breath checked and knife edges displayed, moved on without a second thought |
| still flickers |
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