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Evangeline waited at the top of the stairs.
She remembered the quiet moment just before dawn
Thomas finished the night shift, his shirt was covered with blood
No rest in the slaughterhouse
Lights flash by as cars hug the road
Stirrings of spring create new shadows
Rustling the wind settles
Breath of the children
Soft like morning dew
Clock moves slowly as she descends the stair
Picking up yesterdays and tomorrows
Car drives up, door opens.
