Perfectly Imperfect

       Late in the afternoon Zoe and Claire had brought in all the boxes and were slowly putting their touch on the place. Pictures and familiar knick knacks lined the mantle. Plates and cups filled the cupboards. Clothes were folded in drawers. Zoe stopped unpacking to stare at a picture of her parents. She had taken it on their vacation last year. Camping complete with rain, tents falling down, and her dad unable to start a fire. She was away from her friends and her cell phone and had
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Published on May 15, 2015 12:23
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