I don’t remember ever seeing a phone booth on this road. Is it real?

I can confirm it from Google …. But…. Where is my phone? I kept it in the pocket on the right. Noooo… my coat is a different color. I peep into the glass of the booth door to check my face, but see shadows floating. They look familiar, yet memory fails. Have I met them before? I touch my forehead to recall, but the glass does not reflect anything.

“Which year is this?” I hear my own desperate voice.


The shadow speaks. I know her.


What do You See by Helene Vaillant


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