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Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jul, 2020
Submitted to Contest #48
Maya’s scream was the kind of strangled cry that belongs to those not long for this world. A scream of one in mortal terror, rooted to the spot and too afraid to run. The doctor entered the room in blue scrubs, po-faced, serious; she had the posture of a soldier. Washing her hand by the sink like she was lost entirely to worrying thoughts. Every action she took was precise and purposeful, she smiled in the cold and distant way professionals do. “I can never relax around such expressions, I need a genuine face, preferably a smile, but i...
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