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Submitted to Contest #322
Never had an email caused Tamar so much stress- especially one that wasn’t even in her inbox yet. She had worn tracks into her plush carpet, worrying about when it would be sent. The rhythm of Tamar’s footsteps had drawn her father up from the living room more than once. “Tamar, it’s going to be fine. ” Grace’s voice droned over the phone’s tinny speaker. On Tamar’s phone, Grace crossed his arms over her Amford shirt; she had decided to go to the state college. Tamar’s eyes didn’t leave the computer screen. “Yeah, I know.” “Hmph”. Grace roll...
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