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"What are you doing?"
"Looking at my reflection in the window."
"How do you look?"
"Like a little ghost"
"When I am alone, I will stand here in the rain and try and catch your reflection"

There was one lightbulb in the tent.

It cast a narrow pool of light below it.

Gosia sat in the lighted circle. Arron sat directly below it and his hair gleamed a golden halo. Pablo sat within the ring of light also. Mary basked beneath it, head back, shoulders forward, eyes closed. David and Katrina whispered to each other their skin glowing beneath its opalescent eye.

I sat in the corner of the tent. In the darkest corner.