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Submitted to Contest #47
You were there for days. Weeks. Months. The hours started slipping and swirling together, just like the coffee you still brewed and mixed with milk every morning. There was no more work to be done, no more errands you needed to run out of the house for, and yet every morning without fail that cream would blossom like storm clouds in your green and yellow mug. You were talking on the phone one night. “No, Mom, I haven’t left the apartment in a week. How could I be sick?” You were chewing on your fingernails. You hadn’t done that in a while. N...
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