The Wrong Prophet
I. The factory closed on a Monday. Frank Kowalski found out at 6:47 AM, when the lights went out on the assembly line and the foreman, a man named Peters who had never once looked Frank in the eye, told him in a voice that was carefully neutral that production was suspended indefinitely. Frank was forty-five. He had worked at the plant for twenty-one years. He had started when he was...
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