The last experience in his mind was of his family, together.
Barbra spent the rest of the day in the flat, sitting, dozing. She washed the body in the tub, then dressed him neatly, groomed him; straightened the flat up and cleaned carefully. She placed the photographs of his family with him.
When the sun was fully down Barbra collected some things, some money. She left the dead woman's dress on; she liked it. She left the flat, locked the door behind her, and walked away from the estate, into the darkness, the wonderful darkness.
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