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Submitted to Contest #290
One cold winter night I was cuddled up with my father on the verge of sleep when he began to cough. I didn’t think much about it at first; my winter coat was growing in and I was leaving a cloud of golden fur everywhere I went which was irritating his throat and lungs so severely that he had installed a humidifier in the corner of the bedroom. But when he began to wheeze and shake I knew something was wrong. He reached for his phone on the bedside table and dialed a number. I heard a shrill, unfamiliar voice coming from the speaker. “911, wh...
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