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"Five Things": A Flash Fiction
These are the five things my mother taught me.
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1. Be efficient.
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It was a cool spring morning. I was six years old. We were at Sapphire Lake, lying on our stomachs, propped up on our elbows on a cotton sheet in the sun. I fished my school workbook and pencil out of my tattered pink knapsack . . .
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