Congratulations, Sheila, you're the winner of the 1988 4-H Fair Tomato-Growing Contest
I dreamed last night that I was writing a story for
ashlyme. All I can remember is a garden and sunlight on a web of raindrops. Some bricks. A painted door. And something dead, but I don't think that's unusual for either of our stories or dreams.

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Cake Like, "Sweet 15."
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(Also STORY FROM YOU. Will read next work break. So glad you're writing stories. So. Glad.)