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  • The few days off would do her good she thought. She couldn’t afford a real vacation - the lawyer cost her too much. But it was worth it. She just needed to settle her nerves. The divorce was probably the bravest thing she had ever done in her life. It wasn’t like her husband fought her over it – both of them just passively fell into a relationship, decided that marriage was the logical next step and combined what little they had together. Four years later she realized she needed something else. She wasn’t sure what.

    The building interior was cool compared to the downtown summer heat. The city and the television made a big deal of the new museum promoting the free admission days. She had never been to a museum before so she penciled into her spiral note pad, “vist museom.”

    Walking through the nearly deserted galleries she couldn’t make sense of any of the paintings or displays. Overwhelmed by everything that had recently happened she found herself standing in front of a neo-classical statue. She just stood staring at the life sized draped figure for what seemed liked minutes. Then without a thought she glanced around the room, leaned over and licked one of the sun drenched toes. The white marble felt cool against her tongue.

    Recovering her senses she glanced in horror around the room and was relieved to find the room still empty except for the other paintings and sculptures which suddenly looked frightened of her presence. She shook her shoulders as if to wake herself up and hurried out of the room, out of the museum and out into the noise of August.
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