Fantasy Drabble #247 “Masquerade”

She stood by the front window as she liked to do, where she could see the sidewalk and the street. There was only one man in the shop, not a regular, though familiar somehow. He casually sauntered around, picking up knick-knacks, smiling appreciatively. Then he was standing next to her, so suddenly she hadn’t noticed.

He spoke, “Look at them all. Going about their day: shopping, eating, talking. Arguing, making up. Stopping off for a drink at the pub, meeting for trysts at the hotel. Human beings.” He turned and said much more quietly, in her ear, “Not like us.”

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