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Literature

Perfection

When Leonardo woke up that morning it was as though all of the love had been stolen from his heart. He lay in bed, staring at the ceiling and listened intently to the familiar sounds of his family’s early day routine in the other room. Though their voices were muffled, he recognized the distinct bubbly tone of his youngest sibling, followed instantly by the deeper growl of the second eldest. He didn’t need to hear their words to know that they were arguing. Again. Finally the third, softest voice mingled in. Higher in pitch, and not any less grating. Leo threw off his covers and pulled himself out of bed. Through the darkness