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Submitted to Contest #10
“Who am I?” she questions as she sobs into her hands. “Is this really it? Is this all I am?” From the living room, her son yells for more milk. Her body feels heavy from the weight of her worries and insecurities, but she slowly stands and opens the fridge, pulling out the gallon of milk for what feels like the 453rd time that day. She cradles the cup in her hand. It wasn’t too long ago that all they owned were bottles. Her oldest isn’t a baby anymore. “Which means he’s old enough to start getting his own damn milk,” she mumbles under her br...
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