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Submitted to Contest #140
I remember her in the color red. Gunpowder, the stench of infection, the screams of the dying…most days, I forgot the sounds, the smells. But her, I will always remember in red. Today, her family dressed her in yellow. And, again for the last time, I would say goodbye. It had been over seventy years since we’d last seen each other. The last memory I’d had of her was standing on opposite sides of a busy square, the distance between us lengthened by the knowledge we would never see each other again. Eleanor. We’d known ...
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