A few years ago, I was standing in my condo kitchen and felt a presence. I lived in this Boulder condo with a blonde woman who I now call "The Hater". I thought had walked into the kitchen and was standing next to me. Then I noticed that the woman in the kitchen was shorter, more slender than The Hater, wearing a prairie-style dress and a bonnet. She wore her hair in long blonde curls, while The Hater's hair was straight, shorter.
She was just standing there watching me cook. I turned to get a better look at her and she was gone.
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