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Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jul, 2021
Submitted to Contest #171
(*This short story will have light references to abortion*) I forgot what it was like to finally breathe again. I hadn’t felt like this in a long time. The December deceptive wind was taking its toll on the Irish weather and the Irish people were feeling the cold towards that time of the year. I was standing in a queue at Dublin airport. The year was 1996 and it honestly felt like it was any other year. ‘Must be about 9 or 10 degrees’ I heard somebody mutter. Ah, the typical Dublin charm. Be grand like. We use Celsius in Europe, ...
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