He looked in the mirror for a long, long time. How long would he continue to feel this pain? Perhaps another few hours. He had no way of knowing. No one knew precisely. They had only given an approximation. Few wished for more. A harsh cacophony from outside suddenly terminated his reverie.
FICTION: AT CLOSING TIME
FICTION: AT CLOSING TIME
FICTION: AT CLOSING TIME
He looked in the mirror for a long, long time. How long would he continue to feel this pain? Perhaps another few hours. He had no way of knowing. No one knew precisely. They had only given an approximation. Few wished for more. A harsh cacophony from outside suddenly terminated his reverie.