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Submitted to Contest #94
Red When she walked in the back door, I could tell we were going to fight. Finding no sense in skirting the issue, I asked her straight up: “Where were you?” She was avoiding my gaze, and my eyes drifted down to her boots. Muddy, with clods of muds still stuck on the side. “Doesn’t matter,” she mumbled back. She was skillfully avoiding my gaze, he...
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