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Submitted to Contest #22
I was looking out of my driver’s side window on a winter day, slowly traveling past the row of mid-century houses on Dantzler Street in St. Matthews, South Carolina. It was a Tuesday morning, New Years Eve, in fact, and I'm on my way to work. The air was cool and crisp, the sky had a pinkish-orange hue as the sun peeked through the clouds; cars were still parked in their driveways, too early for their owners to have left for work. The town, when quiet, had a peaceful essence about it. My side radio had been quiet for the entire 46 mil...
The plan for New Year’s Eve was to have a girls' night with my best friend Alina, either in my condo or her apartment, since we have both been going through some stuff, but it appeared that the man upstairs had another plan. I had to run a laptop to my cousin Heidi, at the Sheriff’s Department. Apparently the laptop had been used to stalk and track the whereabouts of Alina, who had become the unexpected victim of domestic violence. She received it as a gift from someone she considered a friend, but the guy wanted more and she kept tell...
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