The New Perfect Rising Sun


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It's been a month since Raymond died. One month, she thought bitterly as her fingers curled on the pillow's soft linen cover. It must have been close to morning because there was a blueish hue illuminating the room. Laura could see the things around her clearly, yet there wasn't that yellow brightness that came with daytime yet. She dreaded that moment, and it would come soon, the moment when bright light filled the room and her alarm clock would go off.


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