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Submitted to Contest #8
“I think we have to be getting near," Nicole says. She speaks loudly, as if volume will make her words more true. I can tell by the way that she is tapping her hand against the steering wheel that she is not feeling as confident as she wants to sound. I do not blame her. The darkness is oppressive on the car around us, and we can not see past her oldsmobile's dim headlights. These country roads are too far out for us to see the lights of our town square. The road seems to twist and turn nonsensically. The few houses we had passed before...
⭐️ Shortlisted for Contest #3
I worry about the man who I live with. We have a close, if distant relationship. A quiet routine. Every morning we share breakfast, always the same, cheerios with milk. Every night, a microwave-dinner. Sometimes he watches television. He flips from channel to channel. News. Sometimes a sit-com. He never laughs, though. He is still young. He has started graying early, but it barely touches his temples. He still has over half of his life ahead of him. But as he sags against the couch, holding a pillow to his chest while gazin...
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