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Submitted to Contest #314
The blood in Clarissa’s head throbbed as she dangled upside down on the juniper tree. She imagined she was Athena as she pulled back on her bow and released, striking her neighbor in the butt with a ball-tipped arrow. She then hauled herself high, keeping still and quiet between the leaves like the Paleolithic hunters she read about in history. Less than a minute later came three swift raps to a front door that wasn’t Clarissa’s. Loud. “Jane! Your boy has been messing with those weapons again!” The door opened, and Ms. Marjorie waved the ...
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