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Submitted to Contest #57
It was a May 3rd same as any May 3rd I had known in my 13 years. I had begged Mother to let me go to school, to be normal. I had even faked an oral report to try and get out of it, but Mother insisted she had already gotten this and every May 3rd cleared with the school board. She always got what she wanted. “I just don’t even know why we have to go see Gerry. We just saw him last year, I’m sure he’s not gotten around to much in the penin-- pentent-- in jail.” Mother glanced at me, mostly side-eye, not wanting to give me the ...
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