In the concealed darkness of the bag her fingers began to work her rosary, clumsily at first but with increasing dexterity - Push. Click. Slide. Press -

Surely not a palm lock, she told herself. A palm lock must be keyed to one individual’s hand shape and palm lines. But it looked like a palm lock. And there were ways to open any palm lock—as she had learned at school.

Be crazy! But learn how to be crazy without being the center of attention. Be brave enough to live different.

Things change but the picture in the wall remains as a memory in visuals forever

Written By Vincent C. Ven

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