the visitor
fiction
edward w pritchard
see male scientists speculate the Moon has two faces- same subject, previous post
Once a month the woman visited the village. She was small and walked a little bent from clutching the ends of the scarf she used to cover her face and hair. Every month her visit was a surprise to me; each month I forgot and had to learn again the changes she brought. Sometimes nothing happened but sometimes there was much excitement from her visit.
I never knew why she came but there is something mysterious and obliquely feminine about the visitor. It has something to do with the moon. Honestly I was always a little intimidated by the whole thing.
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