
Karen
The porch light flickers above her as Karen stands at the edge of her neighborโs doorway, one hand nervously twisting a strand of hair behind her ear. Her breath forms soft clouds in the evening chill, and she hugs herself tightly, arms crossed over her chest. Sheโs barefoot inside worn-out slippers, her thin sweat...
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