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Submitted to Contest #284
And she cried for him. My god, did she cry for him, the friend who never existed at all. Another lifetime wasted because she screwed it up again. Kody’s hollow shell stumbled to the bathroom where the tap turned on automatically and the lights were not lit from oil. “Take me back,” her voice croaked. Her shaking arms were covered in soot and her tongue still tasted the inhaled smoke. She coughed up ash into the sink and rinsed it out with the readily available water. No well. “After what you did? He would never,” the scarlet-eyed...
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