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Submitted to Contest #160
I was small. I was a child again. I found myself entering an oversized, somehow seemingly sideways home. Sideways, yet familiar. We’d been here many times before. Each time greeted by a giant fluffy white dog and the sound of the kettle blasting off. Miss Claire always knew when we’d arrive, and the tea would always be ready just in time. Miss Claire was much older than my mother, but they had become great friends. Afternoon tea and coffee was routine. I’d sit in a cloud of secondhand smoke with my English breakfast tea. I didn’t drink tea a...
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