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Submitted to Contest #74
Mia woke up on Monday with the antiseptic smell of hospital still stinging her nostrils. She had showered late last night, not even bothering to turn the bathroom light on and working only by the light peeking through the cracked door and the dull glow of streetlamps in the window, desperate to escape that smell. She had scrubbed furiously, the old washcloth rough against her skin and the artificial coconut scent of the soap relieving her senses briefly. She shut her eyes against the morning light, squeezing her eyes tight until stars burst ...
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