After her brother called her and told her the news, Liz sat around for hours, wracked with indecision. Finally, her partner got tired of waiting and booked her flight for her.
“Your mother just died of cancer,” she’d said, trying to hide her disappointment that Liz had even questioned whether or not she would be attending. “You have to go back.”
Author's Comments:
Written for my Introduction to Creative Writing class about two years ago. I'm sure I intended to rework this at some point to make it better, but I lost interest in this storyline right around the time I started writing it, so that'll never happen.
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