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Submitted to Contest #181
Pop had a large smile. He was a large man after all with thick arms and callous hands. The other electricians called him “Big Tex.” He wasn’t from Texas though, but that didn’t matter. He was big, and that was enough. His eyes were not smiling now. They were staring through me—waiting impatiently. Pop cleared his voice after a moment. “Look at her when you are talking.” He pressed his callous fingers into the crevice of my neck, forcing me to look at the cabin. The roof was covered in moss. The wood looked rotten; dark patches covered ...
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