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Comeback tour. Alicia had re-emerged from the alcohol depths she had drowned in after her conductor had returned, contrite, to his wife. Her circuit of suburban venues included the local theatre that Helen and Peter frequented, usually more for the films than live events. She was playing on Tuesday in a fortnight’s time. * That evening, Helen found her feet straying from her straight stationto-home route. She emerged from the box-office with a single ticket. Stupid! If she wanted to hear the concert, she should mention it to Peter. They would go together. She could not expect him to understand her desire to watch and listen to the woman he had been married to – had made love to – for all those years. * For two weeks the ticket irritated her, like a gnat bite. It was zipped into a side pocket that she rarely used, but she felt its itchy presence every time she opened her bag. She planned the ways in which she could go. An evening out with colleagues, she could say. She pictured colliding with Peter on the train home. More than anything, it would be the discovery of lying that would be difficult to explain. Her cheeks flamed at the thought. Lunchtime Googling revealed further details. Peter had never ÉCLAT FICTION

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Éclat Fiction - Issue 3  

The third issue of Éclat Fiction (an online short story anthology). www.eclatfiction.com

Éclat Fiction - Issue 3  

The third issue of Éclat Fiction (an online short story anthology). www.eclatfiction.com

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