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Author on Reedsy Prompts since Oct, 2023
Submitted to Contest #222
You’ve got this. My eyes are closed. The voice, it’s so vivid, yet impossible to locate. I try to ask for help but simply cannot. My strength is fleeting, being pulled from under me more and more by the second. I feel my grandson, Nick’s, hand touch mine. Immediately, I assumed the voice was his. It has to be, right? Who else could it be? Nick’s a good grandson. Always has been. He was the one who would take off work to drive me to my appointments. I always appreciated it, but my guilt never allowed me to tell him thi...
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