"Does anyone want to go for a walk?" She asked.
"I do!" I said.
I already wanted to walk into forever, but I was willing to start out with a mile or so in the strange Jerusalem night and count myself lucky.
Down the steep street we saw a disembodied head.
No, it was a cat.
And so it has been ever since: Everything that seemed frightful in the distance,
Turned out to be pure magic.