This is What You Want (?)
Turning from the languid fish in the city aquarium she stepped back into the heat and noise, watching the prototype children running, their dimpled knees and sandaled feet jerking as they yelled.
These days she used her clothes to keep people at a distance, her sun-glasses a blank visor framed by her straight, dark hair. Walking towards the delicatessen she considered the sleek musculature of the perfect men and women selecting their new families. Watching them she realised she no longer had any connection with their lives.
He had brought her a long way.