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Submitted to Contest #96
Guests are not people who come around these days, but my mother insisted on dusting the room once a week. "Just in case," she said. But I knew better than that. She's inherited it, from Grandma. Grandma hated dust. She would come for weekends, and would sleep in the guest room. Being the oldest person in the household, she would peek and pry in every room, with the exception of the servant quarters. She would peek in - her face wrinkled and smug - her overly straight nose sniffing out the last traces of dust. Every Friday, Mother wo...
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