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Eight Loaves
by Lizz Evalen
The best part of the day was when the sun set early. Most other people didn’t like it, but she loved it. Wrapped in blankets and sheets, the cat curled up next to her, the night deep and penetrating outside her window. Waiting to open her eyes, to be called downstairs. That delicious late afternoon nap before a long night of family debauchery.