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July 26, 2013

    Fiction

    The Kitchen Table

    It was the heart of the room. The one place where everyone gathered for an hour each evening; the most peaceful hour in his day. The only sounds that could be heard were laughter, excited chatter, the clinking of glasses, the clanging of forks and knives against the plates and of course, the satisfied sighs of full bellies. The sight and aromas of the food on the kitchen table and the accompanying sounds turned the place into some kind of…

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