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Submitted to Contest #52
The automatic doors swing open and shut as if there were someone to greet. But there is nobody, only gusts of snow, a smattering of hail, and a sky that hangs like the end of the world. Open. Shut. Open. Shut. Open. I tighten my grip on the shopping cart handle. The store is empty. Empty-empty. No shoppers, no cashiers. And yet—the door is unlocked; it opens and shuts. The florescent lights hum. A pop song about heartbreak wails overhead. “Hello?” I call out. My voice echoes down aisles of canned soup and plump loaves of bread. No answer....
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