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Submitted to Contest #44
Hope It was late in the night when Hope sprang from the taxi, champagne bottle in hand. The driver put her suitcase at the bottom of the steps. Hope left it there and bounded up the remaining steps to the front door. She paused, breathed deeply to slow her heart, smoothed her pencil skirt; caressed her belly. She couldn’t wait to tell Mark. She unlocked the door, tiptoed into the house and down the hallway. A soft glow filtered beneath the bedroom door. She flung it open. “Surprise!” Her voice rang out, ...
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