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Browse story “Sweetbread: An Epilogue” by M. Darrow Winner of Contest #274 My sister has often had a smooth coronary heart. Soft as sweetbread.She cried after the previous lady, In spite of all the things. Perhaps on account of all the things. I remember Keeping her as she wept, both of us included in soot, her fingers scalded from Keeping shut