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Weekly Contest #103
Sara woke up with a jolt, eyes searching but unseeing. Nobody had the sight anymore, but instinct was hard to snuff out. Fumbling with shaking hands for her nightgown, she got dressed in absolute silence, cautious of her younger siblings, still fast-asleep in their shared bed. Even though she didn't know how they looked like, Sara has always thought of them in terms of colors: Red, for feisty Eritrea, 4 years old and already more opinionated than a grown man; Blue, for sweet little Jon, a sickly 3 years old boy who never seemed to be warm e...
A quick look at the antique clock on my bedside table shows me I'm late. Late late. I take another sip of my second glass of Merlot and assess my reflection in the mirror. A little black dress that hugs my curves perfectly (translation, getting air in will be problematic, especially after last night's enormous piece of chocolate cake), ankle boots too high for my chronic clumsiness (but absolutely gorgeous), red lips, big hazel eyes accentuated with black eye-liner. Despite the dress being too tight for comfort, it's the only thing that fel...
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