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Submitted to Contest #67
The evening was so still you could hear the echo of footsteps ringing throughout the whole town. Downtown the footsteps went, through the marketplace, through the town square, up the long hill where the Marcedors lived, past the church and through the graveyard, to a headstone named after my mother. I sat quietly then, listening to the breeze. I wasn’t expecting to hear a cry, or a shout, calling out from pain. But when I did, I jumped to my feet and walked towards it. There was another shout, and I started walking faster. Then there was a s...
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