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Submitted to Contest #47
The moment after the mail truck turns the corner and disappears from sight, you leap toward the front door, abandoning your station at the window. For once you are content to ignore the harsh blast of December air which stings your face. Your breath comes in rapid puffs, legs burning with anticipation. But with measured steps you at least make an attempt to walk casually. You wave at Mrs. Bay, peeking from the curtains of a neighboring window. She smiles in amusement at the sight of the chipper teenager nearly skip...
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