The Girl Who Lived (5)

Part V: Familiar Face

The hermit returns. He has shaved his beard off and washed his hair.

‘You have water, too? That’s it, I’m staying here.’

Outside, thunder is followed by more thunder. I wonder if the world will still be there tomorrow.

‘Look at me. Study my face.’

It’s a strange request, but I do. Without the beard, and his hair combed and slicked back, he looks younger. He looks familiar, like someone from a long time ago I’ve almost forgotten. I want to keep examining his face and my memory, but he turns from me.

‘Now look at yourself in the mirror.’


4 thoughts on “The Girl Who Lived (5)

  1. Oh, wow – something huge is coming! You have a real skill of leaving us wanting more at the end of each installment. I don’t know how you do it in so few words 🙂


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