Shall you and I attempt to touch the sky. Shift of story.

Susan lay on her back breathing loud and heavily.  Strange cloud formations were above and nothing seemed below.  She now felt that Bill Hole must be dead.  There was no fighting this overwhelming feeling.  Deep down she knew this has nothing to do with him.  She was at least aware that she had been losing weight and was more anxious than normal.  To her left she listened to a creek swishing and burbling, then jumped to her feet.   The metropolis was waiting!

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