• Theory everything

    Claire Littleton was surprised, after all these years, at how beautiful she still looked. From her vantage point, Claire could look down over the glass railing and into the front of the department store. It was there, in the cosmetics department, where she worked. Even at this distance, Claire could see her long, dark hair, neatly styled over her shoulders, shine in the overhead display lights. Claire watched her work behind the counter, waiting on customers, selling make-up and skin cream to women also trying to look beautiful. There were some wide stairs, which led from the upper walkway, where Claire was standing, down to the front of the store. The mall wasn't busy, so there were few people around to complicate matters. Claire slowly d…

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