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Submitted to Contest #327
The neem tree behind my building had been dying. Mishti chose it anyway. I suppose it was her nature.2 AM. My shift should've ended right now—eight hours of scripts and lies completed, commission earned. Except I never went in. Just... didn't show up. Stayed home. Turned off my phone like that would make the decision disappear.Turned it back on minutes before to find twenty-three messages.Amber eyes reflecting my phone's flashlight like tiny suns of judgment, the branch looked ready to disintegrate, my cat perched on it with the confidence o...
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