A slight haze- fiction
A slight haze covers the early morning sun as if it was only minutes since the last firework burst over the apartment buildings into the night sky. I heard boom after boom and sometimes I could see a few of the blasts from my window.
My only companion, a small ferret, who hid in my sleeves and was now running through …
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