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Submitted to Contest #97
There was one window in the foster home. In the big gathering room on the second floor. The window stretched all the way from the floor to the ceiling. It was the only room in the whole building where one wouldn't feel trapped. Marco spent much of his time in this room, looking out this window. It was through this smooth pain of glass that Marco first saw Angel Vega. She was an average looking woman with her dull blond hair forming two braids that fell out of a baseball cap. She wore no fancy clothes, merely a t-shirt and jeans, ...
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