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A woman sat in the living room some years ago, practically a stranger. She shared the intimate details of a traumatic incident she had survived, an ongoing nightmare she could not have swerved to avoid. It hit her head-on. She had red hair, and freckles.
"At first, you are in the pool, barely treading water." She said. "Then, eventually you pull yourself out of the pool. Some years later, you can say there is a pool over there."
She pointed towards the windows when she said this last part.

The wound heals, but there will always be a scar.






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