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A page from a yearly calendar

Every Year

By Hannah Meade My fiancé, Brian, died exactly five years ago today. Five whole years have already passed and still, I feel the heart-wrenching sadness I felt on the day he died. I find myself snuggling back up in my grey sheets, wanting a few more minutes of peace before…

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Something Happened This Morning

by Harley April As soon as I walked into the house, I sensed it: the absence, and the inexplicable presence of someone or something. It was just past eight o’clock on a Monday morning; I was returning from the gym. Sunlight, the teasing kind, October-like and golden, played on the…

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