Above the entrance there is an illuminated clock, the heavy rain misting around it, obscuring its hands. Below, a crowd of people is kept continual by their coming and going through the swing doors. And beyond them she can see the inviting white of the shop’s interior, decorated with red and gold. The rain grows stronger. She moves into the crowd and through the entrance.
This is where I come in. This is where I encounter her.
It is taken from a new collection, Congregation of Innocents: Five Curious Tales, which can be purchased here.