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Submitted to Contest #9
Miranda Clarksdale stared at the cold, sterile wall directly in front of her and considered numbly that she was completely alone. That the drunk driver had twisted more than her car, destroyed more with one stupid inconsequential act than he would ever know. “Ma’m?” A woman was crouched in front of her wearing Snoopy scrubs with Charlie Brown flying a red kite with a small yellow bird hanging on as it was tossed wildly. That’s me, she thought. “Is there anyone we can call for you?” The nurse reached for her knee but pulled ...
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