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Submitted to Contest #71
Cursing as she ran around her little shop, Natasha was covered in baking ingredients. She stumbled over her clumsy feet, nearly dropping the hot pan of fresh cupcakes. She swung the freezer open and threw them inside. Turning on her heel, she rushed to the counter, eyeing the long line of annoyed customers. Leaning out, she spoke in a loud voice. Natasha knew being over informative was dull-witted, but what else was she to do? She needed to please twenty or more impatient people."Can I have your attention!? I'm so sorry folks, I'm working as...
Submitted to Contest #70
Everyone was giving Norah the death glare. She glared right back. Fools, she thought darkly. They always blamed her. They were always whispering. “She was born without a heart. Heartless. Guilty...” Was all they ever said. They had no evidence. No proof. And yet, foolish and selfish people always have to put the blame on someone else. Her husband first, and then her son. She walked quicker, and the people parted. Did they think she was contagious? What did she do wrong? Nothing. But that’s not what they believed. And the trial would tak...
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