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Submitted to Contest #212
It’s Labor Day afternoon, 2020. I take my seat in the tight semi-circle of my two cousins and their kids outlining the cluttered work area in the middle of my uncle and aunt’s small living room. My uncle fumbles or maybe trembles, I can’t tell, as he searches among his precarious stacks of papers, books, and magazines arrayed on tables behind him. His angular bowed body and sagging skin retain only the faintest whisper of the once vibrant, husky, tall man with a ready wit and scholar’s mind I’ve always admired. He deftly slides a finger into...
“What are you having today?” I ask each of my grandchildren as they tramp downstairs. It’s 3:30pm. My daughter has already taken her place at the far end of the dining table. I’ve set out the electric kettle on a cloth pad, five small dishes, four spoons and a pitcher of Half and Half in the middle. My son-in-law swings into the chair beside her and sets down his coffee mug. He’s not a tea drinker and as the designated reader this week for Life of Pi, he asserts that he needs caffeine to keep up with today’s storyline. I opt for my usu...
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