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Submitted to Contest #34
“Hurry Robin!” Henry squeals. He’s already way ahead of me. “Wait up,” I call out. Henry’s skipping joyfully beckoning me to catch up. “What is it you want to show me?” I ask. Henry had arranged plans for us today since last week. He’s been talking about it non stop but wouldn’t tell me what it is. “You’ll see,” he replies. He grins at me giving me that ‘I know you’ll love it’ look. The sun is scorching, almost melting our skins off. I keep my head down, squinting as I walk.&nb...
A stormy night. They hate stormy nights with a passion. They normally embrace each other while they binge-watch a show. It was their thing. They sit on the sofa holding handmade ceramic mugs. The subtle rumble of thunder setting the perfect mood. They’re inches apart with a blanket warming their bodies. Nathan stares at the TV blankly while Mandy hysterically laughs at Jake Peralta. “God,” Mandy says in between laughs. “What a guy.” Nathan barely cracks a smile. Mandy sips her brewing...
"What are we doing?" Donna asks as she helps mom take out huge, dusty boxes from deep within her closet. "It’ll be fun," mom answers, blowing the dust off the lids. “What will be fun? I have homework due tomorrow,” Donna says. “Homework can wait.” I follow them to the living room. They stack the boxes on the table and mom begins unloading it. I look over at Donna, she’s as clueless as I am. Dad walks in with Gavin holding a spinner. “Do you know what’s going on?” I ask Gavin. “No clue.” Mom pulls out a feather boa and medieval-looking ...
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