Purse

The first sentence of her novel came to her 2 minutes before she fell asleep, then slipped into the vagueness of night, never to return.

However, she did remember

The second time she was at his apartment, she found a stranger’s purse under his pillow. It belonged to a beautiful, delicate, Russian girl who majored in biology and had sad eyes.

She made a mental note.

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