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Waiting Room / Gernikako Itxarongela
That day she didn’t even think to try the door. Nearly fifty years before, moreover, she had had a dream, one of three or four dreams she remembered perfectly specific and clear from childhood. The door in the dream was unlabelled, in fact she saw it only as she turned the knob to open it. Inside the room was a table, and around the table — she isn’t sure how many — a set of welcoming faces, turned and gesturing towards a chair for her to sit down. • But here, since the space outside was sheltered by the new roofing, it was perfectly comfortable to go on waiting outdoors in the open air. It wouldn’t be long before they were all in the car and on their way to eat something, up in the hills not far away.