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Submitted to Contest #77
The hum of my circuits can barely be heard over the wind as it barrels over the snow-capped hills and rakes flurries into the air. The humans huddling around me are bundled up in hats and scarves to keep themselves warm, the windchill turning them into blood-filled maracas with their shivering. What a fascinating concept, the act of shivering. How long had it taken before organisms realized that the contraction of a muscle was an exothermic reaction? That they could turn their energy stores into heat just by vibrating for a while? My, but...
My sister doesn’t understand what’s happening right now. She’s laughing that laugh of hers that scrunches up her whole face as she drags the yellow ducky sled clunkingly behind her, snow barely crunching beneath her tiny booted feet. She’s only been sledding once before, years ago. It doesn’t snow in Arizona, but here in D.C. it comes up to her knees. Her beaming grin is a bit wonky—I’d needed braces to align my snaggleteeth, so it’s no surprise hers are following my example—but she doesn’t smile like she’s ashamed of them, not...
I’ll never forget December 25th of 1995. I’d taken the holiday shift that year. I don’t have kids like all the others, so it only felt right, you know? I’d thought it could be my Christmas gift to my co-workers. What could it hurt, huh? Most places are closed on Christmas, but not us. Nah, the thing about working at a theater house is that there’s always a Christmas show. The Nutcracker is popular, so are various religious reenactments, and choirs singing medleys of carols are almost a standard. And so, the theater house is ...
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