This story is part of the Good Weekend October 21 edition.See all 14 stories.
Following their unexpected break-up, Yuki saw Henry everywhere.
Credit: Jim Pavlidis
On closer inspection, however, they were doppelgängers. Actually, most were barely that: men whose builds, gaits and hair bore the merest resemblance to Henry. Nevertheless, the false sightings reopened the raw fissures in her heart and wobbled her knees.
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When she did finally see him again, it was years later, in a supermarket.
“You’ve cut your hair,” he said.
“You still like charcoal chicken,” she replied, eyeing his basket.
And that was that.
She felt a flutter of something but, when moving aisles, the ground stayed firm beneath her feet.
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