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Upon the Window P.4

Pen laughed, “I suppose.” She smiled and shook her head at her friend, “Oh, Ev, you always were so darling.” Ev turned, looking confused, “You doodle little hearts everywhere, even on a fogged up window!” She laughed, removing the cigarette from between her red-painted lips to exhale. Ev’s brow furrowed as she looked back at the window. A little heart was etched into the steam, like someone had drawn it with their finger.

“Pen, stop being silly. I didn’t draw that.” Ev replied brightly, pouring the cocoa into two blue china mugs. Pen rolled her eyes, taking the mug from Evelyn with her free hand. A thud directly above them drew both of their eyes to the ceiling. “What on earth…” Ev murmured, as a small dot appeared between them. It widened rapidly, becoming a huge wet spot on the ceiling. Ev walked toward the doorway, “I’d better go up there.”.

An abrupt rap upon the window made her stop and turn. The steam had cleared, but something was fogging up the outside of the window.

And it was drawing hearts.

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