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Weekly Contest #9
Florence1499 Lucrezia watched me as I looked back at her. I knew what it meant. Lucrezia’s head had begun to reek with pain as mine did. I put a hand to my forehead and watched as Lucrezia did the same. My hand burned with heat. Lucrezia’s did too. I heard her gulp. “D-d-do you know w-w-what th-this m-m-means, C-c-cecilia?” “Lucrezia. We are not going to die. Typhoid fever can not destroy us.” I stroked my young sister’s hair as I lied to her. “We will live. Have faith.” Lucrezia grabbed my hand with her small 8-year-old one and looke...
"Need a ride?"Marley throws the makeshift cardboard sign to the side and climbs into the spray painted Volkswagen. "Yeah, man."A spotted hand reaches out and opens the floral door. "Anytime."Marley climbs inside and plops onto the ripped bench seat. "Goin' to Bethel?"The man who had opened the door grins, revealing tobacco stained teeth. "Hell yeah."The driver laughs, making his dreadlocks quiver. The van is filled with people like Marley, smoking pot and kissing violently on the floor. Old anti-war posters are folded up against the walls. R...
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