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Author on Reedsy Prompts since Sep, 2020
Submitted to Contest #58
Elena looked on into the night carefully. Surveying it, turning her senses towards the empty manicured football field beyond the fence. Peering into the distance. She liked to think she could control her ears like they were a radio. That she could just funnel in and out what she wanted to hear. And so she willed herself to do so. Perched, and looking for movement. Her mother told her that she inherited the trait of selective hearing. Because sometimes when her mom asked her to wash the dishes or to pick up her brother's toys she would simply...
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