PART 3 OF 14
THE CASE
Mavenlus DeskFICTION
Three hundred and eleven photographs.
Ordinary drugstore prints, six by four, in eleven rubber-banded bundles. The same woman in every one of them. Standing in a garden. Crossing a car park. Sitting outside a coffee place on Hillcrest with a cup in front of her. Walking. Always at a distance. Always without knowing.