Flash #8

Snow covers the grey streets and green trees. Everything covered in white—a peaceful sense of false calmness. And the birthday girl sits in her chair, alone. The usual people are home, hidden behind doors. Music reaches her ears, and the smell of her Maté tea. The ever present pain paralyses her right arm after a shift at work – the first in four months. But everything is okay. Everything will be okay.

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