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Razor Scooter

A clacking behind me; I turn around. A young woman with a black backpack rolls towards me on a blue Razor scooter, her moss-green high-heeled boots pushing her along the cobbled path and through the cold sun of the first day of spring. I follow her with my eyes as she coasts around the large, round fountain, spray misting the lenses of her opaque, blue goggles. Where she’s going too I don’t know and I don’t want to know. It’s enough just to see her go.

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Robin Jeffrey was born in Cheyenne, Wyoming to a psychologist and a librarian, giving her a love of literature and a consuming interest in the inner workings of people’s minds.

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