turned my cheeks to marble

The truth slapped me in the face.

The girl was there, stone still.

I flew down the sidewalk and my mother practically fainted.

The list of names was like a chapter out of Genesis

The garden was a copy of the neighborhood.

My father had a two-foot smile on his face.

People feel good like next to fire in winter.

She slammed the door so hard, the paint cracked.

A remembered scent was pulling him.

I was fat as a wrestler.

The smell of the roasted pig called everyone.

Waiting for the snow to melt was like waiting for a glacier to move.

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