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Submitted to Contest #44
âGoodbye,â She said, gulping down a dry vacuum, which felt like a million hairballs stuck down her throat.âGoodbye maâam,â The man smiled. Although a full smile, it was a practiced one; flashed for every stranger that paid him for a bag of Merlot Wine at âVineyard Creek, A collection of Chelanâs finestâ. âMom, what did Jose used to look like?âCatherine remembered her eight-year old self asking her mother. Her mother, stooped over their crammed grey scullery, had turned around and slapped Catherine across the face, leaving a wet sting that sm...
Submitted to Contest #42
It was the most soulful spring Matt had witnessed in a long time. Wildflowers crept up from the wily cracks in the sun-baked cement; cornflowers were etched across the graveyard like buttons on a Christmas sweater.Matt was gazing down at the scraped earth in front of him â strewn with yellow roses, magnolia ribbons and ten-cent âIn-loving-memoryâ cards. The granite headstone gazed back at him. A voice broke his trance; for a moment he thought it was the cornflowers speaking.âHi,â she said, âItâs a nice day, isnât it?âMatt looked to his ...
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