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Flash! Friday started a Wednesday for-fun prompt and writing exercise. Just respond to the above photo with exactly 100 words. 

Outside, the sunshine didn’t speak. The clouds drifted silently across the sky. The trees ached a little, but the wind was persistent on their bark.

Inside was loud, where the rage cascaded against my eardrums with violent shrieks. Like the time Heather’s cat, Loony, was hit by a car and wailed and wailed in the street until her dad came running.

Here, I could lay my head against the flush grass, gaze at the sky and tune out what happened behind closed doors and locked windows.

This place was open and free and endless. And quiet, yes, in its way.

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