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Submitted to Contest #160
One thousand two hundred and twelve. That was how many days ago since I last had water on my tongue. I don’t remember the exact time when it all started but no one could predict what was to come. It was a record hot day for a Tuesday morning and the sun beamed down on us. The neighborhood kids played hopscotch on the sidewalk. Mother Mae, who lived next door to my parent’s house, had to run downtown to her job at Penny's, a clothing store. She worked there part time ever since Ed, her husband, hurt his leg while at the factor...
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