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from Flash Fiction Collection by Jo Hawk

Copyright © 2019 Jo Hawk

Groundswell

The plane’s shell curved, brushing the top of my head. I sank lower in my seat as the big man on the aisle shuffled, adjusted his jacket and rolled the magazine page back on itself. Feeling claustrophobic, I scrunched down, huddling close to the wall and stared out the window.

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