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Submitted to Contest #158
*Trigger warning: Death* Amber leaves fell like dirty snow, littering the meticulously manicured lawn of Chapel Hill cemetery. Overhead, a soft gray blanket of clouds obscured the midmorning autumn sun. In a far corner of the old cemetery, a small gathering of mourners stood motionless around a fresh grave carved from dark soil as a priest droned on in monotone remembrance. ---- "Mommy…" Daniel whispered slowly, holding back a sniffle. "When is daddy coming back?" He refused to look up at her, choosing instead to watch the polished...
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