The Unwanted Gift
The refrigerator light was the only thing on in Donna's apartment at 2:17 AM. She stood in it with a beer in one hand and a Tupperware container of something that might have been soup in the other, trying to decide if the soup was still good or if she was just hungry enough to eat anything. The apartment was one room with a kitchenette and a bathroom that smelled permanently of mildew. It was...
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