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Submitted to Contest #287
The headlights of John’s Buick swung into the driveway at 6:30 p.m. He checked the number—207. He had heard of people who, confused, had walked straight into someone else’s identical house. He would be sure not to make that mistake. He stamped the light snow off his work boots. It had been a busy day—speed had picked up, but John’s team was efficient. House construction had been broken down into twenty-seven steps; each step required a team of men that was perfectly trained and fast. John was already manager of the stud walls—his team’s spec...
“Moooommmmmm!” “Be right with you, honey. I’m just getting Ruby unbundled.” “Wheeeeee!” Tristan, the three-year-old, wiggles out of his snowsuit and bounces on the couch. “Mom, can Raina quit screaming?” says Vincent, the bookish one in fourth grade. “Tristan, quit jumping like that! You’re going to fall again… Vincent, just go chill in your room, won’t you?” “But mom, it’s too loud in here,” Vincent says, as if quiet came with a magic wand.“Hey, Eddie boy, you have a good day?” Edwin snuggles up against my leg looking for a...
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