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Submitted to Contest #259
TW: violence, depression, gore, suicide ideology and suicide Trinity dropped the keys around her neck. They were those heavy, brass types lopped with a gold chain. The kind of weight you couldn’t ignore. The kind of weight you’d notice missing right away. “Trinity…” a rasped voice wailed, “I’m hungry…” “I’ll be back Miracle. I don’t wanna hear any complain’ from ya now.” She left that bright red door, heading down the stretching hallway into the kitchen, where her mother was heating up a can of pork and beans over the stove. A radio cracked...
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