HONORABLE MENTION: Foundling Review's 50-word fiction contest, Pachaas.



You look so alike, swaddled in blankets and snug woollen hats. But I know your indigo eyes. The way you
filled my womb. The grip of your tiny fist around my pinkie, before they lifted you from my arms so I
could sign papers to make you someone else’s future.

Jayne Thickett lives in the UK and has been published online and in Leaf Books. She's writing a novel in between the day jobs.



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