goodbye, Nera and Totoro

totoro and neraOfelia entered the room of the Pale Man.

My hand felt around in my bag calmly, resigned to possibility. There wasn't a corner in my bag that my hand hadn't probed.

In the darkness of the moviehouse, I felt the blood drain from my face. Perhaps my entire head. And I felt dizzy.

"Ava," I said calmly, "I've been robbed."

By this time, I'd forgotten Ofelia and the Pale Man completely.

My phone had been taken. And my beloved Nera (Creative Zen Vision M).

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