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Submitted to Contest #92
By the time I reached the cabin, just after two a.m., the Texas countryside lay beneath an ocean of shadow so thick I couldn’t see my hand an inch from my face. This was a darkness so complete that it threatened to fill you. I looked up to the sky for some relief but found only an even vaster emptiness. Yes, there were stars, but their pale light seemed to mock more than illuminate. They were lights for other worlds, other people, other times – a reminder that not everyone lived in my deep shadows. The moon was new, a shadow within shadows, ...
“I’m allergic to the sun,” Avara said. I looked at her. Blinked. “I’m sorry. What?”“The sun,” she said. “I’m allergic to the sun. Well, specifically, sunlight. Here’s my doctor’s note.”Avara leaned forward and placed a folded note atop my desk. The desk was cluttered with invoices, worksheets, checklists, applications – the typical busy work of a mid-level manager of a mail order pharmacy. Avara sat across from me in my office which occupied a closet-sized nook in this fifty-thousand square foot highly-automated drug warehouse...
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