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Weekly Contest #102
We knew him as Grandpa Fish. An elderly gentleman, he lived a few doors down from us. His skin was papery thin and his eyes were blue and smokey with age. Baggy jeans clung to what was left of his hips, and he wore a crisp white shirt. His long spindly limbs were usually draped across a plastic chair that sat in the sunshine. Often, it was difficult to tell whether he was awake or asleep, as he dozed away the days. I can’t explain why he made me feel uneasy, it was just something that I felt from the moment I met him. Moving as if ...
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