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Submitted to Contest #300
Sadiya walked up to the lime tree and set her suitcase down, staring at the dried up leaves resting atop the red clay tiles. They made an interlocking pattern spanning the length of what used to be the yard, bracketed by dirt beds that bloomed with an assorted collection of flowers. Further down, rows of green leaves were sprouting from the dirt, radishes and the early beginnings of carrots. A night jasmine bush crawled along the wall that separated the yard from the school next to it, the screeching of children on lunch break floating over....
Raveena had gotten blood on her sandals. Again. That was the only thought that seemed to form as a complete sentence in her head, the sticky red liquid coating the front of her shoes. It was the only thing her brain seemed to want to process. Her shoes had been ruined, the flickering flames of the fireplace stretching their shape into long shadows. The dim light and shadows engaged in an elaborate dance across the room, reflection casting the room back into itself through the window panes. Sharp shadows cut across everythin...
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