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Submitted to Contest #331
Image It was early May. Winter had almost completely melted away, the only remnants of the particularly harsh season were the patches of dead garden that had yet to grow back. The lawn itself, however, was in full bloom, attracting the copious amounts of songbirds that had come back up North during their spring migration. I was sitting on my porch, admiring the dark yellow feathers of the orioles as they quickly scooped up the birdseed I had scattered about when I heard the phone ring from inside. Pesky telemarketers. I stood up from my ch...
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