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Weekly Contest #37
I walked down the white hallway that smelled of sickness and disinfectant. The only thing I could hear was the click of my heels as I exited the hospital where my father has passed away. It still seemed so unreal. I left Jane in the room to mourn him alone. We had never been close. As her tears fell on his cold body, her grief consumed the atmosphere and pushed me away, signaling she wanted him all to herself. As I stepped outside into the cool October breeze, the parking lot was dotted with beams of white light. I sank slowly into the drive...
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