floor. Rolling to her side, she started crying.
      I spent a long time in the bathroom, washing my hands. She
knocked, kept knocking.
      "leffrev, I have to talk to you," she said.
 Eventually she went away.
     I never called. All that remains is a pair of black silk stockings
folded in a drawer. Sometimes, when the light is gray or the night
more empty than usual, I take them out. Then, I trace their crooked
seams.
 Question：r considetion
Did Jeffrey love the woman in black silk stockings}
Abouf the story
 feelings about past experiences. The hope of the story is that it will
resonate beyond the surface of its own telling to make the reader
remember something he or she returns to with the same strength and depth
of reaction.

lan Randall Wilson's  short stories and poetry have appeared in many
journals including The Gettysburg Review, The Alaska Quarterly Review,
and The North American Review.  A faculty member at the UCLA
Extension, he is the winner of the 1994 Cera Foundation Poetry Award. His
first fiction collection, "Hunger and Other Stories," was published by
Hol lyridge Press (www. hol lyr idgepress, com).

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