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Submitted to Contest #172
The flowers on the table are wilting. Dying, getting uglier. More grotesque than they had been last tuesday, the day she had bought them downtown from the local florists. She spent a considerably large amount of time downtown these days. Doing what, he didn't have the capacity to ask, nor the patience to await a response. She sauntered into the living room early in the evening. He kept his eyes glued to the television, unblinking and feigning obliviousness. He pretended she was a mere figment of his imagination, some...
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