Washed away
June 14, 2008Sometime in the night, it started with a trickle of muddy water, but by morning, all the memories she had left in the basement were inundated. When they told her she had to leave it all behind, she did, taking one glance back through the window of her friend’s truck, noticing, then, how the tree in the front yard reflected on the small waves that lapped the base of the front door.
100 Proof 
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