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Submitted to Contest #90
She knew they would die. She did it anyway. The latest one was all blonde-haired and blue eyed. It seemed like a waste, but the ocean seemed to grow calmer the younger they were. At first, it was sad work. All the pleading. The tears and the grovelling. The madness. It grew tiring, incessant, a soundtrack etched into the back of her head as she did her laundry and her vacuuming; a drumming that followed her around as she pulled the weeds from her garden or as she stood before her marble counter to make her coffee; a symphony of scr...
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