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.LP .ce .ps 16 .CW APPLIQUÉ .R .ps 10 .br .ce .PP .ps 10 .DC S lake on the bridge. .PP .ps 10 Cat in the corner. He'd nearly forgotten. White eyes. Static display. .PP .ps 10 Beyond the screen, the familiar Martian sunset. .PP .ps 10 Going home. .PP .ps 10 Well, what had passed for home, in this life. .PP .ps 10 Basement liquidated, why wait. Mitigate risk. The boy would be fine. Nothing more he could do. Right? .PP .ps 10 Other things to worry about. .PP .ps 10 Traced the shape of things to come, running his finger along the dead (stuffed, mounted) cat's haunch. The outline peeled, collapsing into his hand. Shoddy workmanship. Not his doing, but still. .PP .ps 10 Discarded the fraying appliqué. .PP .ps 10 Took her down to the surface. .bp