I once met a girl at a party, and we woke up together.
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She ran away in the morning because she was late,
while I had a leisurely breakfast and took a bath.
Then I saw her earrings on the table.
They were vintage and heavy.
She had mentioned that they were her great-grandmother’s.
I put them in my pocket and went to her home to return them.
A pretty lady in a robe who looked like her mother opened the door.
“Please give these to Julia,”
I said. She flinched, hesitantly took the earrings, and looked at me funny,
— She forgot them at my place yesterday.
— Yesterday?
— Yes.
Pause. But Julia died 6 years ago!
I stood frozen,
