She stifled a cry as she sang, rocking back in forth in the corner of her closet.
"Coming down the world turned over,
and angels fall without you there,
and I go on as you get colder,
or are you someone's prayer"
The memory replayed in her mind as she rubbed her swollen eyes; the snow on the crumbling pavement, bells jingling in the shop windows. The words that escaped from her dry, cracked lips rung in her ears.
"I missed you."
