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Submitted to Contest #293
My mother has one of those faces. Those faces that advertise to strangers that you are open to hearing their life story. She is always being mistaken for someone's elementary school teacher or long-lost aunt. She is a repository of strangers' stories, and they always tell the truth. She passed the gift on to me. I was thinking about all of this as I sat on a bus coming down the mountains to Denver. It was snowing. It had been snowing off and on for days, and the snow had passed the point of beauty. Around the crowded bus station it was al...
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