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Submitted to Contest #253
Arthur Barrow walked into Frost Bank wearing a hoodless sweater, although now that he felt everyone else’s eyes burning into his face, he wished he had a shield to hide him from their stares. Of course, nobody was looking at the young man yet. He was fumbling around with the bubble-wrapped object in his pocket, trying to find an opening where he could tear it off when the time came. He decided he couldn’t stand to know how many people were looking at him, so he fixed his attention on his feet as he waited in line behind other customers. When...
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