(First Place, Short Story Division, 1946, Butler Literary Contest)
Edna lifted the wilted wild rose petal from the dusty, little table and looked at it carefully as if it were some lovely, cherished thing. She turned slightly as she heard the uneven step of her father on the porch, and then she smiled slowly.
Kessler, Mary Alice
"The Wilted Petal,"
Manuscripts: Vol. 13
, Article 2.
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