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Submitted to Contest #79
Wheezing fitfully, he struggled to claim just one good breath from the oxygen and other tubes curling and entwining themselves about his wheelchair like the kudzu that slowly devoured the family’s land. Travis stared at the old weathered barn, its boards grayish-black and half rotted with time, carefully listening as his father labored over his words. “You know how we take care of such things. We tried talkin’ to him. Didn’t do no good.” He drew a slow rattle of a breath and continued, “In the barn, near the door, behind the old &nbs...
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