Love from a Previous Life

When I returned to the old office I saw her again.

She was dressed in a thick woolen dress and stockings, in dark maroon shades. The dress was knee length and had sleeves that came right down to her wrists; and her stockings, too, had the same tight, thick hatched woolen knit that covered her legs down to her ankles. She was thin, tall, taller than me,  a small round face, dark hair; and I loved her from a previous life.

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