They had all charmed her.
The tap, the one who couldn’t stop crying that night. She was happy he was gone.
Then there was the butterfly. It had been an experiment for him. She heard he moved to Australia with his partner.
She had a charm on her bracelet for each of them. All except him. The golden heart had broken off and she had never replaced it. The broken links somehow made a stronger statement.
The door bell rang. The aeroplane. It must be the pilot.. He stopped by whenever he had a night halt in the city.