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Author on Reedsy Prompts since Apr, 2021
Submitted to Contest #96
I’ve always invited Nadya to the lake house. It's not even something we ever discussed. Just me squeezing her hand, and her showing up with a duffle and a sleeping bag. We shared the bed of course. But she still brought her sleeping bag. Every time, as if in preparation for some kind of natural disaster. By the end of the summer it would end up kicked under a dresser, covered in soda and crumbs. It was the last day of school. The kind of day where the air is sticky and ants seem to crawl throughout your hair. I was in bio, ...
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