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Submitted to Contest #16
The forest wasn't there last night.Gramma said it was a miracle, Papi said it was the Devil's work. The younger Winks didn't know what to make of it. The farm had sat squarely in the centre of nowhere, arable land that reached to the horizon. A horizon the forest now obscured. They had set out on their bikes as they did every weekend they went to visit their Grandparents, Viola had her metal detector and her Papi's trowel in her backpack, and Lucian had his camera. They had explored as much of the great open fields as much as anyone could ha...
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