Before I ran out of the house, I thought to look in the garden.
She was there, sitting on the patch of sparse grass, under the artificial moonlight.
Dana, I thought. „Dana?“
She turned at the sound of my voice, her eyes hidden in the moon shadow.
I knelt beside her and put my arms around her. She resisted for a moment, then clung to me.
She is real, and that is only the first of her virtues.