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Submitted to Contest #313
The scent of honeysuckle and petrichor wafts heavily through the summer air. A man leans with his arms crossed at the door of a small weather-worn garden shed, its chipped paint barely clinging to the wood beneath. “Rains comin', dear. Why don’t you head in?”, he calls gently. “I know the rains comin, that’s why I’m out here! Our roses, Marvin! Our roses! Where'd you leave the good tarps?” Frantic, a woman roots through a pile of ragged plastic sheets. “They’ll bloom again next year, we got a good few days with em.” “Oh what good is that!”, ...
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