Tabula Rasa

She had seen the man before.

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He was tall, graceless, though seemingly purposeful in his stride. His cap sat at an aggressively jaunty angle - this defining feature is what gave away his recognisability. People simply don’t wear caps in that way any more. Although repulsed she was also intrigued. Something happened in the pit of her stomach this time, so she tilted her beret and began the pursuit. She enjoyed watching his shoulders bounce with each clumsy step, losing herself in the chase. Rounding corner after corner, she realised they were just circling the same block over and over again. Something in the mind-numbing simplicity of it intrigued her further. Finally he stopped in his tracks, at the doorway of the cafe where she had seen him. He turned slowly and she stayed firm in her stance, preparing her body for the inevitable meet. She gasped aloud at the sight of his face, handsome and gruesome all at once. In that moment she decided that this would be her partner for the rest of her days to come; the man that would father her children, mourn her after she was taken from this earth. His husband walked out of the cafe and took his hand cautiously.