Eastbound, Bloor and Castle Frank

Caucasian woman, mid 50s, with long blonde hair, wearing glasses, and white shawl over powder blue sun dress.

Broken, Daniel Clay (Emblem)

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It was the not knowing she couldn’t cope with. She got up. She opened the curtains. She stared out on the street. Very dark and totally silent. She pulled the stool from under her vanity unit and sat with her chin in her hands. She watched the street and she waited.

It was the not knowing she couldn’t cope with. That other woman on the television, the Brit, she’d stood in line, probably for days, and she’d never been married, never been kissed. Her husband gone, her daughters off at school, what was stopping her from taking a chance?