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Submitted to Contest #61
The kitchen air kissed her cheeks. Warm. Cosy. She swept her hair up into the claws of a large black clip and rolled her sleeves, so they sat snug in the crooks of her elbows. Oven mitts. Check. Heat mats. Check. She squatted, hunched over, sending up a “desperate” prayer. She stared through the grimy window of the oven door. The baking tray stared right back. The gentle wrinkles at the corners of her eyes crinkled further. More cringe than smile. Her hand moved, before she could reconsider. It swung the oven door down by the steel hand...
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