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Submitted to Contest #57
Lucas sat at his desk, pen in hand. These were the last two mementos of his 13-year marriage she had left him. Everything else had been stripped to bare stone. Except the rank smell. That could not be cleansed from the room – chilled rock, ocean salt, fish and blood. This space was more an enclosure for a wild animal. It had never been a home, not the sort you return to gratefully and open the front door to be greeted warmly, with the smells and sounds of love and family. For all he brought her, for all he gave her, she returned it with...
“Charli, take your shoes off” - Yes, Auntie. “Charli, did you take your shoes off?” - Yes, Auntie “Charli, don’t forget, you have to take your shoes off!” - *Sigh….Yes, Auntie. There are two worlds. People think it’s reality and fantasy, but really it’s people who leaves their shoes on after entering a building and those who pause a moment to remove and place them neatly side by ...
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