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Submitted to Contest #61
Wendy was sitting on the curb side, her feet buried amongst the crispy dried leaves in the gutter. It was 6.10 pm Saturday, her dress had a ripped hem and was held together with a safety pin, her lipstick smeared. She was shaking with nervous laughter as she held the snapped off heel of her favourite blue Damon Romanio shoe in one hand, and her cell phone with a flat battery in the other. If only she had not opened the letter in her mail last Saturday, she would not be in her current predicament! She had wandered out to her mailbox, Saturday...
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