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Submitted to Contest #53
The strawberry popsicle melted on Jeremy Webb’s hand. The cold, sticky liquid seeped through the sleeve of his shirt. “Shit,” he exclaimed out loud, even though shit didn’t cover half of what he had gone through that morning. Not only was he late for his meeting but also had strawberry popsicle dripping all over his hand, not a good first impression. This was a meeting he could not mess up. Heaven knows how badly he needed this job. The job was to judge a middle school art competition. He needed the money badly. It was useless to...
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