Mrs. Brown

"When Mrs. Brown woke on Tuesday morning, she was old. It took a few minutes of lying there for her to adjust to this reality since she had spent the night being young — in her twenties, if she remembered correctly. This morning, however, she couldn't put a number to her age — 80, 90, maybe even 100. Those numbers, important to others, seemed now of little relevance since the physical clues remained the same: wrinkled skin, age spots, protruding veins, aching in various joints, and some type of problem with teeth. All true in the glare of daylight, but absent last night."

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