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Submitted to Contest #126
It was, as usual, a dreary New Year’s Eve. It hadn’t snowed since the beginning of December, though it had been raining since Christmas. The sky was a morose shade of sleet gray, and the clouds above seemed to gather and mumble as if debating whether or not it was worth it to throw a tantrum of a thunderstorm. They’d been debating it, Tess thought; the winds hadn’t quite been gale-force, but they’d come close enough to sweeping her scarf clean off of her neck that she wasn’t in the mood to use any gentler descriptors. If she were the kind...
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