My feet seemed to be carrying me around the back of the house without my volition. Following the instructions: through the gate, around the side of the house, under the flowering jasmine, its delicate scent seeming to double the number of butterflies in my stomach, to the door painted red, and knock. I hesitated, my feet had done their work, it was now up to my fist to knock on the door
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