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| | Fictionwise eBooks: Visions of a Lost Girl by Jory Sherman |
 | | The lost girl came back to me in the form of a phone call, then took on further flesh in a letter, and I saw her once, a few months ago, so that she became suddenly real again, suddenly confusing. |
 | | It means "the wind" and that's the way she's been with me, vagrant and elusive, ghostly and singing all the sad gone years that have passed through me. Ariel Singer, her maiden name twenty-odd years ago, a million years ago in a small mountain town like this one, only 1600 miles from here. |
 | | And, sometimes, I think, they see the river in their drink glasses, in the beer, looking, then, like the way the St. Vrain looks in the spring when it runs full and the sun is shining, shooting amber into its bubbles, its frantic, mud-laden, silt-soaked depths flecked with silicon and pyrite. |
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