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Submitted to Contest #314
The air conditioner had given up sometime around three AM, wheezing to a pathetic halt with what sounded like a mechanical death rattle. Now, at eleven in the morning, their apartment felt like the inside of an oven set to slowly roast your inhabitants. Maja was sprawled across the hardwood floor in just her underwear and Riley's favorite flannel shirt, the soft blue one that was practically threadbare and somehow still too much clothing for this weather. She'd unbuttoned it completely, using it more like a blanket that she could dramaticall...
Submitted to Contest #313
The April sun cast shadows across the gravel path as Amelia Altham adjusted the black silk of her mourning dress. Three days had passed since they had lowered Henry into the cold earth of the family plot, yet the estate gardens bloomed with an almost offensive vitality. Daffodils nodded in the gentle breeze, their golden faces turned toward a sky that seemed too blue for grief. She had not sought this walk, but Cecilia had appeared at the morning door with that particular expression of duty Amelia had come to recognize. "The air will do us b...
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