
Maggie was getting tired. It was the eighth town, twelfth job, sixteenth rental. She had given up on trying to make friends 60 days into her two-year upheaval. She had coping mechanisms, though.
Maggie was getting tired. It was the eighth town, twelfth job, sixteenth rental. She had given up on trying to make friends 60 days into her two-year upheaval. She had coping mechanisms, though.
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“Maude, I am certain I have one week and two days to live.”
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Corrine watched as the lights flashed and listened to the booms. This was her favorite time of the year. She pointed into the sky and called for Joshua to look.
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Yeah, yeah. So I missed it, but here they are after all. No peeking. Please pick a favorite and tell me what you would name them.
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She crushed her toothbrush against the grout in a compulsive fit of penance.
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