She waits.
They'll be here soon.
She has so much to tell them.
Their evening walks are the best bit of the day.
Waiting is not dull. It is not time to be filled.
This woman has never known boredom or the fear of waiting alone in the dark for company.
She's never known what it is to be laughed at or made to feel stupid.
She's never known abuse or manipulation.
Never felt a shove or punch, or been told what to wear and how to wear it.
She's never been embarrassed.
Never worried about looking the right way.
She knows and loves her body, it reflects those she is waiting for.
She hears their footsteps in the wood behind her. All three of them.
They made her and they know her, she runs to meet them.
This evening she wants to dance.
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