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Submitted to Contest #47
”Just say it,” you silently remind yourself. You knew you’d regret it if you didn’t. “He’s dead,” Your voice is trembling. The heavy rain is pounding against you; soaking into your skin and chilling your bones. The wind is whipping at your clothes, of which you have very little. A small, worn vest and shorts. Your feet are bare, and as you stand on the veranda steps, you can feel the splintering wood denting your soles. Your crying, but the warm tears no sooner leave your eyes than they are wiped away by the storm. “What?” He turns ...
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