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But still, she wanted to talk.

‘We’re happy, aren’t we?’
‘Why the question?’
‘Oh, I know we are happy. I just like to hear you say it sometimes.’
‘We’re happy, Nora.’

She sipped her wine and looked at her husband. He was wearing a sweater
even though it was perfectly mild. ey stayed there a while and then he
went to bed before her.
‘I’m just going to stay out here for a while.’

Eduardo seemed fine with that, and sloped off aer planting a small kiss
on the top of her head.
She stepped out with her glass of wine and walked among the moonlit
vines.

She stared at the clear sky full of stars.
ere was absolutely nothing wrong with this life, but she felt inside her a
craving for other things, other lives, other possibilities. She felt like she was
still in the air, not ready to land. Maybe she was more like Hugo Lefèvre

than she had realised. Maybe she could flick through lives as easily as
flicking pages.
She gulped the rest of the wine, knowing there would be no hangover.
‘Earth and wood,’ she said to herself. She closed her eyes.

It wasn’t long now.
Not long at all.
She just stood there and waited to disappear.