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Anna pushed herself up from the bench and walked steadily with her cane toward the umbrella thief's office. As soon as she entered the room, she saw it. The blue umbrella was propped-', unopened, against a floor-to-ceiling window. Seeing it so near, nearly within reach, Anna forgot herself and pointed to her possession."That is mine," she said. "My son brought it to me from Paris and I want it back."
The man had risen when she entered and he remained standing. He turned to look at the umbrella when she pointed. "Yes. I know the umbrella is from Paris," he said, showing a galling mix of innocence and curiosity.24 "Actually, it's made in Italy, but it's sold in Paris. A shop on the Rue de Bac." GHD IV MK4 Black

Anna stared at him. Was he claiming that it was his own umbrella?"My son gave it to me," Anna countered25. "It's irreplaceable." "I'm sorry," the man said. "But that umbrella is not the one your son gave you. I bought it myself.""It means everything to me," Anna said, beseechingly26, "because my son is dead.""I mean I'm sorry for thinking you had stolen my umbrella.""It's not important," he said."Do you think you need to see a doctor?" the man asked.Anna shook her head. GHD IV MK4 gold

Rain was brushing in a misted31 way against the large window where the umbrella had been propped. It was still coming down and it had grown late. Her boss would be anxious about the anniversary gift for his wife."I need to go," she said.Anna reached for the cane the man had placed by the sofa. The shopping bag was there as well. She carried no purse, just a wallet in her pocket. She stood and smoothed her coat. The man passed a folded handkerchief to her and she realized then that she was crying. It was the final, last revealing thing she could do and she was doing it."I don't know what to tell you," he said, "I'm just a businessman."
What he did was accompany her to the elevator, walking with Anna past the beautiful woman at the music-box desk and past the panoramic window showing so much rain. He waited for the elevator to arrive and he saw Anna onto it. One last awkwardness came with the handkerchief—it was too soggy for her to return."I'll mail it back to you," she said, waving it at him in the silly fashion of someone on a ship about to set sail. The elevator doors finally closed and she was by herself once more.