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Weekly Contest #341
“That’s the last of it…” Elena said as she packed the last of her designer bags into a box that rivaled the size of her and taped it shut. She rose, wiped a bead of sweat from her brow, and retrieved her phone. “I’d like to make a donation, 4897 Westwood. Everything will be in the lobby.” The summary of her entire life was packed up in less than forty-eight hours and would soon be donated to the nearest Goodwill. Everything she sacrificed over the last thirty years would be gone in almost an instant. She took one last walk through her pen...
May 4, 2003 Hey Mark, Not sure how long this will take to get to you. If I’m honest, I’ve never sent a letter before. I had to ask mom how to write the address, and she just laughed as she snatched the envelope from me, “Damn kids only know how to play video games these days.” How are things over there? Mom told me you’re twelve hours ahead of us, so when we're going to sleep, you’re just waking up. She’s still upset, I hear her crying sometimes at night when I wake up to get a drink. Do you remember when I was little and would knock on yo...
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