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Weekly Contest #61
I hated it when Lucca didn’t want to talk to me. Every damned July he did this shit to me. But I couldn’t blame him. His baby brother was dead. Today, Daniel would have been twenty-eight or twenty-nine, I think. Hell, it had been so long ago that I often forgot about him. Well, I tried to forget about him, but his electric blue eyes never left mine. I tried to forget his thrashing panic as he gawked at me while water filled his lungs, but that’s all I could see. He should have at least kissed me before he died. He owed me that. I watched my...
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