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Submitted to Contest #297
The kids burst into the house like a tornado, racing to the pantry for their afternoon snacks. The twins immediately grab at each other’s shirts, each trying to yank the other out of the way to get their snack first. I drop the heavy grocery bag on the counter and gulp down a glass of water, the cold liquid slicing through my parched throat. We overbooked the day again, and the kids are all overdue for their afternoon naps, but of course they all fell asleep in the car. That’s a death sentence for the twins’ nap, and they are practically v...
Just waking up this morning sends me into a melancholy mood. Today is my birthday, a day that I absolutely dread, and yet, it comes without my consent every single year. The day of my birth was also the day my mom died, ten years ago. For most of my adolescence, it was just her and me after my dad passed when I was 12. He was hit by a drunk driver. He had no chance. After he was gone, it was just us. My mom worked so hard to keep us afloat while I was in school, but even after working 10 hour s...
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