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Weekly Contest #34
The air was cold. Not the kind of cold where your body was suddenly alive with energy and adrenaline. The kind that made you want to crawl under the covers forever. The painful kind that ruined your day before you had hardly opened your eyes. The kind that if you were to stub your toe on anything, it would feel like the most painful thing you had ever experienced. The air was bitter cold and thin, the kind that hurt your chest when you inhaled and made you gasp for more involuntarily, knowing full well it would hurt worse than the first brea...
Constantine was, for the first time in her 12 years on this planet, an only child. Her slightly older twin brothers had recently graduated high school and each decided to pursue higher education out of state, away from the familiar dairy farm house they had all grown up together in. With ⅔ of her children gone, Constantine's mother justified the selling of her childhood home with her and her father by stating the home was too big for the small family they had become. It didn’t take much convincing for her father to be on board. He had always...
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