The color of the sun

The color of the day was gray, yet as she looked, a slender blade of light sliced through the charcoal wall - one shaft, one picket suddenly, swiftly bright.

And she thought, there are choices, always choices; from Krueger, the betrayer who felt betrayed to Hilty who saw the life he led as ''led'': dangers bypassed so easily they might have been skirted with eyes averted; help that came when needed.

And now, with the day become the color of the sun, help, she thought, shows its face when it is needed and asks no more than recognition when it does appear.

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