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Weekly Contest #42
“My little brother is probably still alive.” Eda replied, after placing a cup of tea down in front of me. “We were lucky, because the college we went to had an underground shelter. It was made for a nuclear attack, but it worked for this, too.” I took a sip of the tea- Red Oolong. She eased herself into the chair across from me, leaning her cane against the table. “Why didn’t you go in?” I asked, looking at the puckered red scars that spread across her face and down her neck, disappearing beneath her clothes. &nb...
Weekly Contest #40
This close he could see the moisture gathering in her grey eyes- like the North Atlantic before a storm. She’d always been an angry crier- it was a fact that irritated her to no end. Her face was red with rage, and he knew she was desperately trying to reel in her temper. Her jaw was clenched so tight she thought it might crack, letting all the spiteful words spill out from behind her teeth. Before the tears could fall she turned, stalking towards the other side of the room and bringing a hand up to swipe at her eyes. “Naed-” He had no idea ...
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