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[Break is succumbing to a moment of melancholy today, under the force of the rain and cold. He rests his forehead against the glass momentarily and heaves out a breath. It fogs the window pane.]
[He's too old, and too tired to give in to the temptation to draw a picture in it with his fingertip. Emily is forgotten on the edge of the bed, too. For a rare moment, everything is very still.]
[He's too old, and too tired to give in to the temptation to draw a picture in it with his fingertip. Emily is forgotten on the edge of the bed, too. For a rare moment, everything is very still.]
