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The Day The End Began

We all have that day — that moment — when we realized things might never be the same

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I swallowed the lump in my throat as I wiped what seemed like a thousand ketchup bottles and prepared them to put away. We could no longer keep condiments on the table because of a virus we called Corona.




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Holly Kellums

Holly Kellums

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