It wasn’t like she was late, but she really didn’t want to turn up at the last minute. Or make him wait. She’d even left work an hour earlier to have time to prepare

The old lady was singing and playing her accordion as she did every day, except Sundays. Funny she would notice her as she hurried past. Then she realized most things seemed to be more noticeable today. In fact even smells and colors seemed somehow more vivid. The song was slightly off key, also as usual, but this time it didn’t bother her at all. Normally that was the main reason she tended to avoid going this way. This day though, she found herself not even remembering taking this route. It was as her body had decided all on it’s own. That thought brought a wry smile to her lips. Many decisions of late had been made bodily, so to speak. The funny thing was that it seemed to have been the right approach as far as her brain was concerned too. Perhaps this was why everything was clearer, not just her surroundings. Her thoughts were more focused and she felt relaxed and energized at the same time. 

She could have taken an Omnicar directly to the place, but felt walking from the station was preferable. If not necessary. She was looking forward to the meeting, she really was, but felt the need to gather her thoughts. Or was it to organize her defense? No, that shouldn’t be needed, it would be a good talk, she needed to talk. It will be good, but why did she feel nervous? 

Suddenly she found herself at the door, not opening it, instead realizing that her thoughts had overwhelmed her, time and place lost. But she was here, taking a deep breath and entered the bar.

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