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Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jun, 2020
Submitted to Contest #44
The years fly by. Piling up behind me and reminding me that home is always far off. For many of the years, I didn’t think I would ever return. I’m standing at the doorstep of the house that built me and the family that reworked me, but my eyes have run dry. All I had done for the last seven and a half years was cry. Now, I had nothing left.My mother comes to the door, standing beyond the screen with a cigarette in one hand and a half-eaten hamburger in the other. She smiles. Laughs. She can’t believe it. The daughter she had cast away, frank...
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