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Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jul, 2021
Submitted to Contest #101
Clemmie always sat by the window on the train, head resting against the glass, so she could stare at the country for a little bit longer. The dry, sunburnt meadows, littered with untamed wildflowers and the quiet creek, hidden by golden grass. From the train window she could just about see the forest nearby her Gran’s house; the house itself couldn’t be seen through the dusty train window but she knew it was there. Just behind the trees. Clemmie had been making the journey from her house to her Gran’s twice a year since she was a chi...
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