She is startled by the voice--she hadn’t expected anybody to be out here, so far away from everything. But at least it’s a woman’s voice, so that’s less reason to worry and--
She recognizes that voice.
Hauling her half-washed, waterlogged dress with her, she stands and turns, looking up the hill a ways.
Can it be...?
She doesn’t dream, but for a moment she wonders whether she could be right now.
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She recognizes that voice.
Hauling her half-washed, waterlogged dress with her, she stands and turns, looking up the hill a ways.
Can it be...?
She doesn’t dream, but for a moment she wonders whether she could be right now.