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Okay, I can do this. I reach out, brace myself, lean down....

Ohgodohgodoh.....

SPLASH.

No. No, no, no. Ohhh, lordy, look at me! I'm soaked through! My bag and everything in it are soaked. I'm shivering. And all I managed to do was knock the suitcase out into the current. There it goes.

Oh, but here comes a concerned-looking man. Young, handsome, well-dressed. He's going to lend me his coat and be all chivalrous, and offer to buy me a drink. And then true love will--

"Excuse me, ma'am? You should probably find somewhere to change. You might catch a cold!"

And off he goes. Drifting back out of my life, just like the suitcase.

I'm going home. The curse worked, okay? I'm wet and I missed work and I'm in an awful mood. Get the darn mail. Get out of my darn wet clothes. Hope to god I can salvage the contents of my bag. Grrr....

What's this? A card....from my cousin Will...

He and Joyce had their baby.

Awww....look at that little face.....Hope, they named her Hope. That's so great....

Why was I mad again?
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