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Submitted to Contest #332
They say that mothers never get a day off. They weren’t lying.I am currently under the weather, and yet here I am, stirring a pot of grits to feed three hungry children. I add butter and honey as I struggle not to allow my runny nose to add an unwelcome flavor to an already late breakfast.One eye is watery while the other is bone dry, but the toast still needs butter for Joey, blackberry jam for Sydney, and strawberry jam and butter for Christine. My body is aching as I shuffle to the table and put plates down in front of three hungry-lookin...
Submitted to Contest #331
Sydney was hiding in her childhood bedroom and practicing the breathing exercises her therapist had taught her last week. “In for 8,” she inhaled, “out for 12.” She expelled her breath with her eyes closed before repeating the process all over again. Her therapist had taught her to use this technique whenever life got overwhelming for her. She opened her eyes after 5 minutes and saw the familiar lavender color that she painted herself when she was a teenager. The Post-it notes with inspirational quotes were still in place, though most were c...
Submitted to Contest #293
Shari walked calmly toward the train station while everyone around her was a blur of activity. People almost ran her over in their quest to catch the train idling on the tracks. Shari was almost tempted to slow her steps to force the frustration of those around her, but it might be too early to be that petty. She readjusted her laptop bag on her shoulder and took measured steps toward the escalator, positioning herself on the right side and remaining stationary. It was an unspoken rule that the people on the right of the escalator, like the ...
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