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Submitted to Contest #53
There had been a party last night. Yvonne had stumbled home laughing, glitter and a fabric flower crown tangled in her dark hair, friends peeling off block by block to find their own respective homes until she was left sober and alone, leaning against the railing of her family’s porch as she considered their front door. The world was quiet. It was a moment so charged, she half expected the door to creak open and one of her parents to slip out, to ask how the party had been and what she was thinking so hard about. If her life was a coming...
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