The Doormen
Second journey
There she is again, in the mirror. Why do they cry so? For days it had been thus: yelling, approaching footfalls, the slam and click of a locking door, then tears and terror.
It has been generations since he’s cared, but something about her. He is resolved to have her.
Despairing, she runs a bath, breaks apart her safety razor and, not bothering to undress, steps into the tub. As she turns to sit, she sees his distorted face through the steam and mirror glass, a hand extended.
“Anyplace but here,” she says as she takes his hand and disappears.
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