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Weekly Contest #369
I stood at the empty farmhouse sink, staring through the window towards the storybook fields across the street, but all I saw was the clumped spider webs between the window and the screen, grayed and thick with dust. The screen door springs screeched as they elongated, then slapped the wooden frame closed. Footsteps padded towards the bedroom behind me. “Tara, you okay?” Kaden’s tentative, but always self-assured, voice explored the mood. “You ever realize that every time someone asks you that, you just spend a moment redefining what it mean...
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