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Submitted to Contest #103
Little wet tears slid off the black silk skirt that Diana had thrown own. It was a gift from Erica, one of those little thrift finds she was always ecstatic to hunt down. Nothing from Diana’s own closet was appropriate to wear to a funeral. Black wasn't her color, deep red lipstick was. Firey orange was. Mustards and browns and golds like autumn. Erica was the one who liked black. Black like midnight, like cats who crossed the road. Even died her hair black. Something like winter, maybe, with trees that lost their leaves. Perhaps that was wh...
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