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Author on Reedsy Prompts since Aug, 2020
Submitted to Contest #54
In front of the altar, I was gazing at a stained glass painting portraying a man leading a flock of sheep in the direction of his pointed staff when I heard the gawky traction of aluminum foil behind me. Madeleine, who was sitting on her bottom on the ground in front of the first row of mahogany seating, had cheetle on her fingers. βWhat are you doing?β I shook my head, and thrust my wrist toward her grim munch with my palm facing upward. I didnβt know what else to say. Our last conversation had caused three months of her silence. That was...
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