Chilly day, though not as cold as it has been. The light is yellowish this morning. She finds a pack of cards, much worn. The box (bearing a Union Jack) is still marked 1 pound 7. They had been purchased some 25 years ago on an airplane somewhere over the Atlantic, headed east.
She deals them out and flips them over, only to find that she has forgotten how to play solitaire.
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