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Submitted to Contest #59
It was a cold afternoon, looking out the window, all I could notice were the thick trees and bushes along the path, the road wet and filled with mud, I looked through the rear mirror; I could see we were the only ones on this path, and I had this heavy feeling in my chest that all was not well. “Charles, are you sure we shouldn’t turn back?” I asked my husband. He ignored and kept on driving. The sounds of thunder clapping could only but remind me of the argument we had earlier this morning. “Allahhhhu Akbarrrrr”, the sounds of morning praye...
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