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Submitted to Contest #18
I’d almost forgotten about Paris until I reached into my coat pocket and found it. That old rosary of hers. And, she hadn’t used it for secular reasons, either. I almost laughed out loud. Nobody who wasn’t from Beaumont would even get the joke. There’d been a headband with a black net bow and a bunch of bracelets, too, but the rosary and cross was all I’d kept. It was plastic.I could walk through pretty much anything and had. I thought about that time I’d gone all the way to Beaumont when Paris had died. There hadn’t been anybody else to go ...
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