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Weekly Contest #68
It had been twenty-four years since Molly had last seen it, but the place looked exactly the same. The new owners must have repainted it, although it was starting to show signs of wear. Only the flowerboxes were different, no longer raucous with impatiens and petunias, just hardened dirt and crabgrass. The blinds were drawn and there were no lights. It looked lifeless and empty. Like her life was now. Empty. Like her heart. Suddenly dizzy, she sat on the cracked concrete steps, the very three that she’d crossed hundreds of times. Maybe tho...
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