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Submitted to Contest #313
“Are you there, God? It’s me…” The boy’s voice was soft, unsure, caught somewhere between prayer and despair. He sat on the kitchen floor of their apartment in Modena, arms wrapped around his knees, his brother’s old hoodie drowning his small frame. The room was lit only by the flickering yellow glow from the street lamp outside. It cast long, tired shadows on the tiled floor. “…It’s me, Matteo,” he whispered. He hadn’t spoken to God in nearly two years. Not since Luca, his older brother, had died in that overfilled hospital just across town...
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