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Weekly Contest #357
The grease on my hands smelled like diesel and dirt. I had been tinkering with the broken tractor by the barn for a few hours now, mostly to pass the time away until Nick arrived.I already hated him. I was annoyed how my brother Leo talked about him constantly, and I hated how effortlessly put-together he seemed in every story.I gave a loud, drawn-out sigh, deciding it wasn’t worth doing this in the afternoon heat. But just as I began to head towards the house, a shiny black rental car came into view through the forest road and rolled to a s...
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