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Submitted to Contest #292
Sam cradled his coffee mug, his fingers warming against the ceramic as he stared at the painting propped up on his dining table. The Answer. He had always found it amusing—titles on artwork. Like paintings were riddles you had to solve. And The Answer? That was a big one. Scarlet had never been subtle. She had finished the piece in the haze of her fourth trimester, the way some mothers knitted or wrote journals. He supposed this was how she processed things—twenty-two, single, trying to paint a future for the both of them. Sam let his eyes d...
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