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Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jul, 2022
Submitted to Contest #154
“HOLDING ON” I couldn’t see that death had already eloped with my auntie’s body. * When my stepdad would come home at night, I’d usually be worried about him stepping into my room, while my mother slept. This evening, my fears fell like rain over an Indian summer sky. He headed straight for his bed where my mother remained watching the tv. Speaking in a hushed voice that you would only hear offered to babies, he said: “It’s going to be okay…Yes, on a bench, in Pimlico.” “By herself?” my mother asked. “Speaking to herself, alone.”...
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