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Weekly Contest #258
This story has content related to death, natural disaster (Hurricane Katrina), and mental health. After the hurricane our house stood, battered but proud, mostly intact, unlike others on our block. This was because of Uncle Willie, of course – in the end it was his passion that killed him. I’ll never forget my Uncle Willie; that man is more house-proud than a brand-spanking new bride just got herself her own home, Mama used to say. We had the same small shack as everyone else on our tight block, but he managed to scrape up enough cash to pai...
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