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Submitted to Contest #132
(Note: This story contains adult language.) My mother was packing things into boxes like they were trauma waiting to be sent deep into her subconscious mind—If only it were that easy. “Does she really need to be here for this?" I snarled at my dad, while looking at Miss Levy. "Don’t make things more difficult than they need to be Rachel," Dad replied. I hated that she clinched my dad’s hand after he protected her like that. Maybe she wouldn’t be so safe if he wasn’t standing between us. I rolled my eyes and conti...
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