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Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Raking leaves: 18 of 35

Quinn was faced with a daunting task hanging over his head and literally all over the ground. He was put in charge of raking the leaves that had begun to overwhelm the once meticulously maintained yard. It had been two months since his Uncle Pat died. His death had been an absolute shock to the entire family. He was only forty seven years old. He died in an almost mundane car accident, one that happens every day and people walk away with a few bumps, maybe nothing at all. He wasn't wearing his seatbelt and his head hit the window at an awkward angle. His three kids were in the back seat. S...
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