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Submitted to Contest #79
I exhaled twice the amount of air I had in my lungs. A sigh for the ages, it made me remember I was alive, but was done as a reaction to something that made me feel dead inside. My motherβs calls generally had that effect on me. The last time we had spoken was a few weeks earlier when I performed my monthly pilgrimage two hours north mow her lawn due to a blood clot and she could die at any moment. She lived in a gray trailer with a black, screened-in porch in a restricted senior community on the west coast of Florida. The trailers in her ...
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