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The Wisdom of Age

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At the third stop, the grandmotherly woman sat down next to her, unintimidated by her cold stare.

The woman examined Buffy and then reached over and patted her hand. "Don't worry. By August you'll have found a new beau. " She chuckled at Buffy's surprise. "Believe it or not, I was young too once and I remember feeling like my world had ended. It hasn't, my dear."

Buffy closed her eyes and felt the sword sliding through skin and muscle; felt the tug when she scraped against bone. She turned, her smile not reaching her eyes. "I'm sure you're right."