She woke up first. He did at his phone’s alarm 10 minutes later. They both kept huddling under the duvet. Thirty minutes more. One hour. Three hours. The world outside was unremarkable – and rainy. They projected on the steep ceiling above their bed the best of the possible futures.
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Place down the first packing case. Connect the paper lamp to the plug. Appose the chair next to the wooden table. While she was breathing the very first smells of that new apartment in the downtown, she was trying to stop thinking at her parents’ place – unwittingly shutting his eyes for a second – and focusing on that present, opening wide in front of them together with the tiled double door.
Claudia Delicato 