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Submitted to Contest #289
The world outside the windshield was painted in the sun's evening glow, making my blue house look almost dark grey. My idled engine drones in the background as I stared at her hunched figure sitting on the front porch step. In my paralysis I considered if it would be easier to just drive off and stay the night at a hotel. I glanced back at the white line that runs on the asphalt, when I heard a honk from the car behind me. Her red hair parts as her head lifted at the sound. The feeling of brotherly obligation tugged at me. Another honk blare...
He was awoken by a dream. The soundscape of the home had long since died off. No feet lumbered up the stairs. Pans lay cold and clean in their drawers. His walls had ceased to vibrate. The window above his head allowed a narrow column of soft light to stretch across his ceiling. His curiosity began to stir as the fading dream still flashed in his mind. He pulled off his blankets, filling the room with frantic rustles and muffled pops. When he kneeled at the window pane, it was like a thin sheet of ice, and he was close enough to feel a chill...
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