It only takes a beginning, really.
The woman appeared in the morning, light glinting off her spectacles. Her hair shined. She was seen leaving old Mulligan’s house when it was still early.
Later, people noticed her in the grocery store and walking through the park. That night, she kissed a boy from the bar under the second bridge over Carkenny River. Some claimed she was taking photographs at dawn the next morning, in the empty lot. They said she was concentrated, snapping away, but that she would stop sometimes and look up at nothing.
When she left, everything had changed.
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