And the dot vanished.
The node shrieked. The branches retracted. The leaves folded into the stems. The paragraphs snapped back into the silhouette. The silhouette folded into the line. The line shrank to a dot. confluence click to expand
Fourth click: the name of a boy she’d forgotten she kissed at summer camp. The smell of his sunscreen. The lie he told her ten minutes later. And the dot vanished