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Submitted to Contest #293
My mother used to read to me, “Once upon a time…” She recited that same line over and over and over again. She would be sitting over there, on that vomit-stained, creaking wheelchair in the living room corner. I would be sitting contently in her lap, letting her words weave into melodies that would crawl through my ears and soak into memory. Whenever she read “the end,” it was never really the end, because I would come back to her lap, day after day, and listen to her deliver those same words again and again. There was never a time...
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