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Submitted to Contest #309
It started on a Wednesday morning with the sound of a kettle whistling. Clara had been awake for only an hour, staring at the chipped cup in front of her, the one she used every day, its handle barely hanging on. She was alone in the kitchen, hands absentmindedly stirring a spoonful of sugar into the amber liquid that would soon become her tea.The kitchen was a mess, dishes still stacked in the sink from last night’s dinner. Clara didn’t have the energy to clean it. It wasn’t that she wasn’t capable—it was just that it all felt pointless lat...
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