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Submitted to Contest #231
He seldom called me by my given name. He claimed Mama named me Grace as an aspirational goal, a name I’d probably never really deserve. He’d introduce me to his friends as his niece Grace, and called me Gracie in front of them, but when they weren’t around, he called me some version of Loose Lips, I guess because I was the one who reported his various infractions when we were younger, like his smoking (not just cigarettes), his collection of dirty magazines, and his calls to several 1-900 numbers. “Loose lips sink ships!” he’...
Abbey Hutchins detested standing in lines, queues, or any synonym describing the action of standing while awaiting some future object, service or action, with someone standing in front of you or behind you awaiting the same. She purposely organized her soon-to-be-middle-aged life to avoid such lines, which in the post pandemic world had become somewhat normalized. She was willing to pay premium delivery prices which resulted in her almost never leaving the comforts of her home or waiting her turn for anything, unti...
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