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Submitted to Contest #329
Wursley didn't sit down after stepping onto the bus. There were plenty of seats, but he wanted to make a swift exit, so he stood right by the door. Rain slid down the windows, each wobbly streak illuminated by the yellows and oranges brushed across the sky. His destination felt like the faraway horizon, warm, dry, and colorful. It was hard to remain patient while the bus trundled along under this rain cloud. Wursley gently patted the outside of his jacket to make sure his package was still there. He already knew it was, but he had to be sur...
Submitted to Contest #328
The hammer gives this memory rare clarity. We’re adults now, and when the stories come out, I see myself as I was. Sometimes, as I think I was, as I want to have been. Someone else tells a story, and it doesn’t match up to mine. With my memory, it happens a lot. Memories are my brother's strength, not mine. I’ve never understood his memory. You’d think he was reading a journal entry or a movie script. He can tell you not just what happened that day, but what happened before, after, the weather, the clothes, the mood. You get it. He lays out ...
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