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Submitted to Contest #53
‘Over here,’ Mum pushes me between the shoulder blades to urge me forward down the grassy embankment toward a grove of trees, away from the other guests, ‘and please Sylvie, don’t let that popsicle drip on your new dress.’ I look down at the white ice, confused. If it dripped all over my dress, no one would see it. But I hastily popped the leakiest bottom corner into my mouth and took a bite. Brain freeze. ‘Now stay near this tree, where I can see you. I need to do the rounds and then we can....’ Mum's voice broke and as I used my free h...
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