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Submitted to Contest #208
As I slot the keys into the front door, the knot in my stomach is already tightening. Don’t get me wrong, I love my parents, I really do, but this house… this house has become a beacon for the sad. A museum of death. Everything my sister owned preserved like any day she will walk in the front door and pick up where she left off. As I slowly open the door, I hear the hushed whispers of my mother. Her face lights up as soon as she sees me, and then quickly – so quick that if you weren’t paying attention, you would miss it – her eyes flash w...
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