The Thing in the Bushes
The knee hurt when the weather turned. That was the first thing Jack Kowalski noticed every morning, before his eyes were even open—the dull, grinding ache in his left knee that announced the coming rain the way a weather vane announces the wind. He didn't need to look out the window. He didn't need to check the radio. His knee told him everything he needed to know. He was fifty-two, retired...
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