Where is she, I wondered, when she wasn't there. 
If she's not here she could be anywhere. She could be
anywhere and not alone.
 I began to imagine the worst. At every imagining 
I thought I had imagined the worst, then I imagined 
something even worse. It got to the point where my 
imaginings no longer included her. I realized that the 
worst did not encompass her. As my imaginings continued, 
as worst superseded worst, making the preceding worst 
only worse, I began to forget her. As worst got worse, 
I forgot her more. Things were getting pretty bad, and 
I had almost forgotten her completely, when she 
reappeared.