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Winter: The Side Table

Winter: The Side Table

Her fingers ran over the scars ingrained in the wood. Once polished, now lifeless and scarred and worn. Kind of like her. The room hadn’t seen much love in the past twenty years. Her mother had let things slide. She crossed the threadbare carpet and opened the curtains to let a little light in. Dust …

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