Everything was done, for the moment. Bay sat on a bench down by the water, waiting and wondering what would come next.

For an existence like Bay's, the next thing to be done might be in an hour or a month or a decade.

Bay had time.

Ducks swam along, against the current, and a flock of gulls yelled a short distance away in obvious disagreement over the snacks they'd found.

A lone dove landed at the other end of the bench and Bay considered it for a long moment.

When a car drove by, not long after, two doves flew away in opposite directions.

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