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Where is she? she shouted, angrily. “Did her son kill her? He is a murderer, a murderer”, then she suddenly stormed out! We all sat in the café looking at each other in shock, some in disbelief even. I looked at her as she was moving away, she was in her late forties, wearing a hoodie and tight jeans, she had traces of a stylish character, I thought. At that moment I saw my friend waiting at the counter for her coffee, she had tears in her eyes, so I asked her if she knew that angry woman and she answered in the affirmative, she was one of our friends, a beautiful, elegant woman. We often walked our dogs together, but she suddenly disappeared from our lives and we could no longer find her, it was as if she never existed!
The angry woman came back to the café and asked my friend for a cigarette, then she turned her face to me and I saw it clearly: a homeless drug addict who was lost in space and was unable to get back.